Nicholas turns my head to face him. "The moment we laid our eyes on you, we both felt it coursing through us. That fucking moment, we knew that you are ours. And once we felt what it felt like to be with you, to be inside you, our thoughts were solidified. That night, after we left, we went home and talked about you. We agreed we would marry you, and we made all the necessary arrangements." I laugh and pull away to look at them both. "You guys knew, this entire weekend, that we would get married tomorrow? How was that supposed to work? Were you guys going to just show up and drag me to the altar?" Antonio nods with a smile. "I'm surprised you haven't run away from us yet." And then he looks down at our hands again. "I still think you are going to." I raise my hand to grip his jaw, turning his face up to mine once more. "If I wanted to leave, I would have." I can't tell them that I love them back, I'm not ready for that. "I have very strong feelings for you guys, I do. And as muc
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