ALLISON’S POV
That night was perfect. I was snuggled between Alex and Allen, wrapped in their strong arms. The warmth of their bodies, the rhythm of their heart beats and the comfort of being with them brought me a sense of peace I hadn’t felt in so long. I couldn’t stop smiling. These moments—quiet, intimate, and full of love were the ones I treasured most.
Alex’s stomach rumbled loudly, breaking the silence. I couldn’t help but giggle.
“Hungry much?” I teased, looking up at him.
“I could eat,” he admitted with a chuckle, “but I wasn’t going to say anything.”
Allen smirked, running a hand through his hair. “Don’t encourage her. You know she’ll insist on cooking.”
“I heard that,” I shot back, playfully swatting Allen’s chest. “And you’re right. I am going to make something. You two d
