“Thea, my beautiful butterfly. You’re this mystical creature, half-fairy, half-butterfly. A creature with magical powers who came into my life and opened my heart, taught me to love and to live. You’re the light of my life, the thump of my heartbeat, the cream to my Oreos, the chocolate ice cream of my favorite shake.” That cute chuckle-whimper sound makes me want to stop and kiss her, and I do. I kiss each eye, her nose, and her lips. “Tristan, you’re this complicated puzzle that from day one intrigued me. My soul knew you belonged to me, but didn’t understand it fully until Thea came into our lives.” Then I look at her. “You’re our glue, Thea, the one who brought us together, who’ll keep this family alive.” I stop for a minute to take a deep breath, and try fruitlessly to control my emotions. “From this day, and for eternity, I promise to work hard to be the man you both deserve. To make you fall in love with me every day. And as much as I’ll make you laugh with my terrible jokes, I’ll make sure, every day, that I’m supportive of who you both are. Because that’s what love is about, accepting each other and loving our best and worst qualities. Thea Bradley, please be my wife, and Tristan Cooperson, be my husband, my partners in life, parents to our children, and my eternal companions. In exchange, Thea, I’ll love you forever and will always keep you safe in my arms. Tristan, I’ll be your partner, the man to walk alongside you, that person who you can lean on when you feel alone and need strength, but never forget, you’re not alone. No matter how close or far you are, I’m with you. Forever.”
“Tristan?” Reed prompts him.
Tristan’s chest visibly expands as he takes a deep breath before beginning. “I never believed in soulmates, or love for that matter. My life was insignificant and lonely, until I met you.” He looks from Thea to me. “Thea, you told me one night that I wasn’t alone. Back then, I had no idea how important or essential you’d become to my life, but you began to transform it just with those words. The same night I found my first real friend, my lover, the man who understands me, and I want to think that you had something to do with it. That fairy inside you, or destiny finally setting the three of us together. Whatever it was, every day I’m thankful because even when I only spent months with the two of you, they were the happiest, the best of my life.” He slips her wedding band on her right hand. “Thea, you entered into my life to teach me everything I needed to learn and I could never find any other woman who would be more perfect for me. You understand everything about me, and push me to become a better person, to be myself. Butterfly, you defined love to me, and let me tell you, it has many more meanings. It also means sacrifice, understanding, sharing, and you. You mean love, Thea.
“I vow to keep you happy, and protect you from any harm—or your father and brother will kill me.” The audience releases a laugh and Thea gives us one of those eye-rolls that I love.
He wipes Thea’s tears with his thumb. “I can’t promise that I won’t make more mistakes. It’s clear I’m not perfect when it comes to relationships. But I can promise to love you and Matt with every cell and every breath—until the end of time. Every day I’ll work hard to deserve your love, to deserve his love. And I know these are only words, but they are promises that my actions will speak louder and that you’ll never doubt what I feel for you again.”
Thea’s eyes glimmer bright as the tears continue to fall one after the other. “I love you, Thea.” Then he turns to look at me. “I love you too, Matt. Thank you for being patient, for this second chance.”
Reed clears his throat. “Agatha, Matthew, and Tristan, in the presence of your family and friends who have joined you to share this moment of joy, you have declared your deep love and affection for each other. You have stated your wish to live together, always open to a deeper, richer friendship, and partnership. You have formed your own union, based on respect and honor. Therefore, it is my joyful responsibility to acknowledge your union as husband, husband and wife. You may now seal your marriage with a . . . kiss.”
It’s a chaste kiss—because after all, there are children around—that turns into a hug, as we stand there, holding each other—my solid unit. I find Jacob’s gaze and he nods. With a quick kiss and a few words, he leaves his wife and heads to the next room bringing back the acoustic guitars while Mason carries the chairs.
“Before we head to the next room, everybody,” I speak loudly enough to interrupt the excited whispers, “I have a present for my husband and wife I’d like to share.” Taking a seat along with Jacob, I say, “This is called Uncut, like our love.”
The day you walked into my life,
It was the beginning of the endless tale,
It was the mysterious eyes,
The enigmatic personality that hid who you were,
A tormented soul and a fragile heart,
(Chorus)
And so it began
The uncut story
Untold, unpredictable, unexpected
That not many will understand
A tale where three hearts collide
This story didn't take off the way every story does,
No, we almost missed this big love,
Or our love was missing one more soul,
One more heart,
We needed her sweet, beautiful, broken heart.
(Chorus)
And so it began
The uncut story
Untold, unpredictable, unexpected
That not many will understand
A tale where three hearts collide
This love isn't easy,
But I can promise both
That when you fall, I'll catch you
When you cry, I'll dry your tears
When you're about to give up
I'll fight with you . . . I’ll fight for you
(Chorus)
And so it began
The uncut story
Untold, unpredictable, unexpected
That not many will understand
A tale where three hearts collide
The road to happiness hasn’t been easy, but there’re no regrets.
If I had to, I’d do it all over again.
Because I know you’ll be on the other side . . . waiting for me.
As I stand there and soak in each word, each note, each sweep of the guitar, I weep. Matt bearing his soul and telling us that he’d take the same journey, all over again, if at the end we’ll be waiting for him is . . . beautiful. Never before had I believed that someone would love me with such intensity. I bring Thea closer to me, realizing what a lucky bastard I am, because I have two partners who love me fearlessly—unconditionally—and we share a forever kind of love.
As the song ends, and everyone breaks out in applause, Matt smiles graciously, quickly, before he joins us once again.
“I love you, Matthew Decker,” I say, resting my head on his chest as he embraces us. “You did it, you fell in love and wrote a song.”
He chuckles. “I have others that you two have also inspired, but this one, this one is special. It’s the one that came together even while we were apart. Writing it, working on it, it was kind of my therapy. It’s about our love, how we became one—us.”
I lean in and kiss him lightly, because after that, I can’t not kiss him. I feel Thea’s hand take mine and squeeze gently. Once I gather my wits, I pull an envelope from my pocket and hand it to Thea. “My wedding present.” Matt and I included her in the Silver Moon’s deed, and also made her our business partner. “Our wedding present. It doesn’t compare to Matt’s, but . . . I tried.”
Thea smiles, biting her lip.
“What?” Matt gives her a cocky grin. “Do you have something better than a song, Butterfly?”
She takes one of our hands in each of hers and slides them to her belly, closing her eyes for a few breaths.
“I think I just might,” she says, her beautiful eyes glistening. “We—we’re going to be parents.”
I am speechless as my attention focuses on her belly. A baby. My heart picks up speed as the news settles in my chest. We’re go
ing to be parents.
“Hands down the best present in the history of the world.” Matt picks her up from the floor twirling her around. Then he stops and looks at me. “Coop?”
“We’re having a baby,” I mumble while my eyes create a second round of tears. “Parents.” I take her into my arms, and hold her for a long time. She’s giving me a family. They’re giving me a family to love. “You two just made me the happiest man alive.”
One year later . . .
“I can’t recall a time when I don’t see you with a baby curled up on your chest,” Thea says, entering the room. “You look extremely adorable and hot doing that, Mr. Bradley-Decker.”
I take a glance at her, studying my beautiful wife, as I hold my baby girl. “What can I say, I love my daughter. And I can’t say no to babysitting my nephews.”
She nods, because she can’t resist those boys either. “Where is that handsome husband of yours?” she asks with a coy smile, taking Piper from me. “Time for the sweet princess to go night-night.” Kissing the top of her head, she cradles her all the way to the nursery where she settles her down. “Sweet dreams, my beautiful baby. We’ll see you in a bit.”
I set the baby monitor, kiss Piper’s soft cheek one more time, and follow my wife to our room. “So what are we doing when the husband arrives?”
“Did I just hear my name?” My gaze switches to the main door where Tristan’s green eyes stare at us playfully, yet hungrily. He checks his watch and then looks from Thea to me with a wicked smile. “We have an hour for us. I love my Piper, but tonight I’m letting her sleep until it’s time for us to feed her,” says Tristan, wiggling his eyebrows.
“Thea.” I release a breath, as her mouth does amazing things to my shaft. Torturing me while Matt fucks me with his finger, with his tongue. Running it up and down my crease. Instead of letting Thea continue her ministrations, I pull her closer to me. I press my lips against hers, and start that kiss . . . the tango she likes to dance when we’re making love.
My hands slide through her plumped breasts, down her ribs, and find her wet pussy. “You’re ready,” I breathe down her neck, making my way to her tits. I suck them while my thumb circles her swollen clit lazily, igniting the fire inside her. She’s close, and my own skin heats as I feel her turn into a living wildfire. And just then, I decide, change of plans. She needs to be loved—by both of us. “We should both take her, babe.”
“Thought you wanted me to fuck you.” Matt stops, looking at me through hooded eyes.
“No, I want her to feel like a queen. Cherished, loved. The two of us worshiping her body.” My words are all she needs—her pussy tightens around my fingers and I press my mouth to hers, drinking her orgasm. “You want us both inside?”
“Yes, please.” Her voice trembles. “Both, please. Love me.”
“Always,” I whisper thrusting inside her pussy. Her pants and moans filling the space of the room. Opening her plump cheeks to assist Matt with his ministrations, I hold her tight toward my body. Even though we’ve done this before, Matt’s thicker than me, and he never takes her without applying some lubricant first. Matt nods at me and I press my lips closer to her ear. “Ready?”
My cock twitches as I feast on the sight of Matt’s cock pushing inside, every inch deepening slowly. Pushing his way with loving strokes. Once he’s buried as far as he can, he slips back out and thrusts back in. Our cocks are almost touching, and our balls are pressed against each other’s. Tonight, Thea’s our glue, the one binding us forever. This is the story of our wonderful life. It’s been over two years since we’ve been doing this, but each time the intensely intimate moment sends me close to an edge—a really sharp edge—where I’m not afraid to fall.
Matt starts to move. He’s biding his time, waiting for Thea to set the tempo. It’s never the same; some nights she begs for tenderness, others she’s on fire. Tonight might be the latter, something scorching that’ll skyrocket her to the moon. And we’re ready to deliver.
“Harder,” she cries out.
“God, you feel so fucking good, Butterfly.” Matt meets my gaze and I nod. “Stop us if we hurt you, baby.”
We never do, but there’s always a fear, as she’s between two tall-hard male bodies being thoroughly fucked. Thea pushes her hips against my cock, and he follows her lead. Plunging in and out of her in fast intervals, it’s easy to find our rhythm. Deep, hard, fast. As Matt eases back, I slide in. My balls clench and tighten the moment her pussy starts squeezing around my cock. I’m so close. So fucking close, but I want to hold it, enjoy her longer. I have no chance to hold back as I feel the intensity of Matt’s orgasm and feel his throbbing dick against mine. The wildfire catches up with me, igniting each cell of my body.
“I love you,” Thea whispers. “Both, so much.”
Her words. This moment. Having my husband, my wife, and Piper, our precious daughter, fills me with infinite love and happiness. They’re all I need, and the rest is just a bonus.
Volunteering to be on-call during Christmas was a lousy idea, I repeat to myself, as I have to leave my cozy home and family for a few hours.
“I love you,” I murmur into Piper’s ear before I hand her to Tristan. “I’ll be back in a couple of hours.” I move toward Matt who pulls me onto his lap and gives me a deep kiss. “I’ll miss you too, Mattie.”
“If you want I can drive you. I have to swing by the office for a few scripts we just received.” Matt moves his attention to Tristan. “You okay, babe, if we leave for a couple of hours?”
“Of course, babe,” he assures him. “The offices are closed and everything I have to do can be done remotely. But hurry, because we don’t like to miss you.” He kisses Piper’s button nose and smiles down at her.
We make our way to the living room and I find Dad, who is staying with us during the holidays.
“Where’s Piper?” he asks, as he gives me a tight hug and kisses the top of my head. I hug him back, aware of how lucky I am to have him as a father. It’s been two years since we learned that we’re father and daughter. Two wonderful years loving him and having his support. My family isn’t perfect, but it’s mine. I have two husbands who treat me like a queen, a father who gives me his undivided support, and an entire family who I love with all my heart—a place where I belong.
And of course, I have a precious baby girl who is my entire life. This family isn’t perfect. My marriage has its ups and downs. Dealing with three personalities isn’t easy, not while we have to deal with sleepless nights, but we work at it, because that’s what love is about. Fighting for the ones you love.
“She’s with Tristan in the big work room, Dad.” I grab my coat, slip on my boots, and search for a scarf. “She’ll be happy to see Papa Arthur, though.”
“Let’s go, babe. You’re due there in half an hour and I don’t want to rush.” Matt entwines our fingers and we head to the car. After we pull out of the driveway, he speaks. “We should leave Piper with Arthur tonight, go out on a date. Have some alone time with just the three of us.” He shoots me a roguish smile, like he has a secret.
“Where are you taking us?” I glide my hand up and down his thigh as he switches gears.
“Somewhere romantic, fancy . . .” He stops my hand, grabs it, placing it on his mouth. “Tristan, you, and I need some alone time outside the house. A few hours away will be fun, a change from our daily routine. Don’t you think?”
“Yes. I love you, Matthew Decker,” I respond, thinking that he’s planning something romantic for us. He’s that way, always going out of his way to do something special for Tristan, for me—or both of us. “Thank you for making up an errand so I don’t have to drive through ice.”
He smirks, and I fall more in love with him if that’s even possible.
“We’re here, my lady.” He kisses my cheek, and climbs down the car to open the door for me. “I’ll be in the office, so text me once you’re ready.”
With another round of hugs and kisses, I head to my office, where
a man only a couple of inches taller than me is standing by. His dark eyes flicker at me, and before I speak, I pull my phone to verify the information that Jerry, our emergency call desk person, sent me.
Porter Kendrick. I bite my lip as that last name sounds awfully familiar but I can’t recall where I’ve heard it before.
“Mr. Kendrick?” I ask, pulling the keys out of my purse and opening the door. He frowns at me and nods. “Let me pull your file from the drawer and we can go into my office.”
“We?” His rough voice stops me. “I’m here to see Dr. Decker. The woman on the phone said that my consult will be with Dr. Decker. Look, lady, I don’t know who you are, but I’m here to see Dr. Decker.” His agitation makes me take a step back.
“I’m Thea Bradley-Decker,” I inform him. “The other Dr. Decker.”
Confusion written on his face. “No, no, no.” He presses his hands against his head shaking it. “I need Chris, not you. Chris Decker. Where is he?”
“My father-in-law is on vacation,” I say, pondering why he’s so irritated. “If you want an appointment with him, you’ll have to call again next year.”
“That’s in two weeks, a long way from today. Where can I find him?” His hand reaches the inside of his pocket; he hands me a white business card with his name, a phone number, and an email address. “Since you say he’s your father-in-law, I guess you can deliver this to both of them. Tell them Porter is looking for them.” He stares at me one last time before leaving.
Who is that man, and what does he want with them?
Gabe Colt and his husband Chris Decker hit the red carpet at the premier of the Sci-Fi movie Nix—The Beginning. Along with the couple, his two handsome sons and beautiful daughter made an appearance. Each with their respective spouses. MJ Decker stunned his fans when he formally introduced his husband Tristan Cooperson, and along with them came their wife, former model, and actress, Aggie Levitz who wore into an elegant gown, looking flawless after giving birth to a baby girl a couple months ago. The public still waits to meet the couple’s baby and learn her name.
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