GRANT, GRACE, LANE
“Holy shit.” Looking up at Gracie with his mouth hanging open, Lane tried to understand what he was looking at. Well, in his defense, he knew what it was, but for her to have bought it for him. He wasn’t even sure what to say.
“Is this…?” Grant asked, his expression reflecting the same shock Lane felt.
“Please tell me you like them,” Gracie said, her eyes glassy with tears.
“It’s . . . incredible,” Lane assured her.
“And now it’s official,” she told them. “I’ve got my ring and y’all have yours. I know you probably can’t wear them when you’re workin’, but I wanted you both to have somethin’ that shows who you belong to.”
Gracie’s smile lanced Lane’s heart.
He’d considered this Christmas the best one yet, and that was for the simple fact that he had Gracie and Grant by his side. But this . . . it was more than he expected.
“Now the only question is . . . When are we gonna make this official?” Grant asked, his eyes narrowed as he glanced from Lane to Gracie and then back again.
Lane shrugged. “As soon as she sets the date, I’m there.”
Gracie grinned. “Let’s just say that 2015 is lookin’ like a good year for the three of us.”
Crawling over to Gracie, Lane crowded her until she was flat on her back, giggling while Grant joined them. “I’m thinkin’ 2014 has been pretty damn incredible.”
“No argument from me,” Grant stated. “But I can think of a few ways to make it even more memorable. Starting right . . . now.”
“Hell yeah,” Lane agreed. “I’m all for makin’ memories. Especially naked ones.”