I said yes.

I didn’t even need a full day to think about it. The morning after they asked me to stay, I drove back to my own apartment, packed two suitcases, and returned to Ethan’s place before noon. Aiden opened the door, looked at the bags, and smiled in that slow, dark way that always made my stomach flip.

“Good girl,” he said simply, then pulled me inside and kissed me like he had been waiting years instead of hours.

They didn’t let me unpack right away.

Ethan took one suitcase and Aiden took the other, but instead of carrying them to the bedroom they left them by the...