Lyra had to adjust to the life of having two husbands. They ate together, slept together and fussed over her in equal measure. And after a had, long day at work in their large ranch, which they vehemently refused to let her help in, she knew her men were tired.
They climbed the stairs carrying the lamps. She needed to freshen up a little before they climbed into bed. She carried one of the lamps with her while the men undressed and climbed into bed. She hoped they warmed up the sheets before she got in.
She smiled at the thought. They probably figured she had planned it that way.
After finishing the bathroom, she hurried into the bedroom and climbed over Aiden to get under the covers.
“Easy, baby. You’re going to crawl on something important. I hope to use that in a few minutes.”
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