Then Hudson had rescued him. Jinx had never dreamed Hudson would be the person who wanted to walk down the aisle with him. That new tidbit had Jinx’s mind all over the place. His heart did cartwheels. He saw a future for them. One where they each got what they wanted for themselves. Jinx felt a level of peace and happiness he never had. He needed to make his men fly.
Hudson’s grip turned bruising on Jinx’s hips. Jinx sucked harder and faster, needing Rocky’s orgasm. When it hit, Jinx found himself squished between his men. Rocky kissed him so deeply that he couldn’t breathe while moaning around Jinx’s tongue. Hudson’s cries reverberated from the shower walls and against Jinx’s shoulder. Time seemed to slow as their touch turned loving. Whispered words caressed Jinx’s ears. He didn’t hear a single one. Jinx’s brain was filled with visions of their future. They spent every night just like this one until they were too old to do anything but hold hands. There was so much love in Jinx’s chest, he thought he would explode. He had found his future. His everything.
Nothing in his life prepared Rocky to feel so much. The first twenty years of his life, Rocky had been failing at life. He hadn’t been smart enough to keep up in school and had dropped out the moment he could. It was like he always set himself up to fail because he had immediately fallen in with some bad people. He was all about the fast money. The shortest path to everything. Back then, that had meant boosting cars for a quick buck. Then he had discovered Zayn’s car collection. He hadn’t even made it out of the driveway before he found his life turned upside down. Rocky still felt sick when he thought about how close he had been to going to prison. Instead, Zayn had saved him and put him on the road to ending up here.
Rocky stared at Jinx and Hudson. He wouldn’t have met them if he hadn’t started the first half of his life as a fuck-up. Sometimes, when he stopped to think about it, he was awed by life. So many tiny things had to go right for him to end up here with these men. In all his years on earth, he never dreamed he would end up in love with two men. It was strange, but then again, it wasn’t. He could recall, when he was a child, his mom reading him a story. In the story, one soul had been ripped into two pieces. Those two halves spent every lifetime trying to find their way back to each other. Sometimes, souls would accidentally end up torn again, making it even harder for the pieces to find one another. Even though it had only been a story, Rocky couldn’t help but think that was what happened to Hudson, Jinx, and him. That was how right they felt.
Standing across from Jinx while Zayn and Spencer exchanged vows had fucked with Rocky’s head a little. He knew he didn’t want to get married. Rocky was thirty-five years old. He knew his mind. Being a husband wasn’t a legal mess he wanted. But he had to admit, if he were to marry anyone, it would be Jinx. Jinx would make a great husband. He was loving and attentive. Jinx was the glue holding the three of them together. He deserved a beautiful wedding like the one they had attended today. Rocky wouldn’t be the one who gave it to him. He wouldn’t make a good husband. As he watched the men he loved sleep, Rocky wondered if he should get out of the way and let them have a normal life.
Rocky’s chest tightened at only the thought of losing them. He couldn’t do it. Maybe he was selfish, but Jinx and Hudson were his. He finally knew what it was like to be loved unconditionally. Rocky wasn’t strong enough to lose them.
Jinx shifted in his sleep. Rocky pulled him into his arms, letting Jinx use his chest as a pillow. Jinx immediately settled down. Rocky had known he would. With the warmth of his men seeping into his skin, Rocky’s eyes finally slipped closed. They were perfect just as they were. He had nothing to worry about. It took all three of them to be whole. Life would find a way for everything else.
Five
It was a lot harder being on the road, knowing his heart was in L.A. Plus, it was cold as fuck in New York. Hudson had done more late-night interviews than he cared to count. He was tired and wanted to go home. Hudson had burned out so long ago, he didn’t know where to start that conversation. In fact, he might not have found a way to smile through tonight’s interview if the host, Tyler, hadn’t pulled out Hudson’s new photo album for collectors.
“Everyone is talking about this book that comes with the collector’s edition of your new album.”
Hudson nodded. “It was a great idea. I wish I had thought of it.”
Tyler laughed along with the audience. “At least you’re honest.” He flipped open the book. “Everyone is talking about this image right here in particular.” Tyler flashed the open pages Hudson’s way before showing the audience and the camera. It was the picture of Rocky sandwiched between Hudson and Jinx. They looked amazing together. A ball of longing grew in Hudson’s gut.
“Yep. Those are my guys, Jinx and Rocky.”
Tyler eyed the image. “Your guys?”
Hudson nodded. “They’re back in L.A., waiting for me to get home.”
Tyler’s eyebrows rose. “You mean the three of you are together—like in a relationship?”
“Yep. That’s what I mean.” Hudson wasn’t embarrassed and he wouldn’t start now.
Tyler smiled. It looked fake. “I imagine that’s something people might find unusual.”
Hudson nodded. “I’m sure, but
