Somehow — somehow — I managed to clean up a little before the wedding actually started. I mean, as much fun as I’d just had, I couldn’t exactly stand up at the wedding alter next to my best friend looking like I’d just had the fucking of my life.

...Even if I had.

Austin and Dallas snuck me down a side trail back to Braun and Katrina’s place, and I slipped in the back door to the guest room to clean up a little. But not everywhere. They’d made me promise to keep my panties right where they were, holding their cum deep inside of me. The thought made my face burn hot as I stepped back into the clearing forty minutes later as the rest of the guests were finding their seats. I smiled at people I knew, but of course none of them knew that under my dress, my panties were soaked with the cum of two incredible men.

Cum that was also planted deep inside of me.

I looked up to see Austin and Dallas stepping into the wedding site, the two of them grinning as they caught my eye. Damn they cleaned up good. For a couple of rough mountain men, the two of them looked amazing in dark suits.

“You look gorgeous, Stella,” Austin purred, leaning in close to kiss my cheek.

“And way too tempting,” Dallas added, kissing my other cheek. For a minute, I blushed bright red, wondering about people seeing us like this. But then, suddenly, it hit me that I truly didn’t care. Let people see what they wanted. Let them think what they wanted. I knew what I had, and what this was, and honestly, nothing could topple what we had.

I turned, and before they could say a thing, I slowly kissed Austin, and then Dallas, for anyone who was looking to see. Screw ‘em.

Dallas cocked a brow. “What was that for?”

“Because I love you,” I said quietly, gasping as he suddenly kissed me back, fiercely.

“I love you too,” he murmured, pulling away. I whimpered as Austin moved in as well, kissing me slow and deep.

“I love you too, Stella,” he purred quietly into my lips. We stood there, grinning at each other when suddenly, I saw both of their faces go dark.

I whirled, following their gaze to a man dressed, well, nice, but not for a wedding, stepping out of the trail. He carried a briefcase, and when my eyes saw the gun at his waist, I froze.

“Who—”

“Hold strong,” Austin growled fiercely, his hand tightening in mine. “No matter what this piece of shit says, you know us, Stella. You know who we are, and you know that whatever he says, you know the truth.”

“I know,” I whispered back fiercely, squeezing both their hands as they moved in front of me to get between me and the man moving right for us.

The man stopped right in front of us, smiling as if totally ignoring the scowling looks of death from the two big men who towered over him.

“Austin and Dallas Caine?”

“Who the fuck wants to know?” Dallas spat back.

The man chuckled, shaking his head. “I have something for you.”

“If you’re going to arrest us, we’ll go,” Austin spat. “But not fucking here, you asshole. Not at a fucking wedding.”

The man raised a brow as he looked at each of them, that grin still on his face.

“Arrest you?” He smiled. “Now why on earth would I want to do that?”

He glanced down at the gun at his waist and shook his head. “Ahh, sorry. Force of habit. Should have left it in the car.” He cleared his throat as he stuck out his hand, ignoring the bewildered looks on our faces.

“My name is Dennis Withers, gentlemen. I’m a private investigator.”

“Get to the point, Mr. Withers,” Dallas growled.

The man smiled again. “You know, it’s true.”

“What’s true?”

“You two are just like your father.”

The brothers went still.

“He hired me, you know. He suspected your uncle of, well, what we all know he’s guilty of, long before anything happened. I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to find the pieces, but they’re right here.”

He slowly reached into the side pocket of his briefcase and pulled out a big manila envelope, passing it to Austin and Dallas.

“What’s this?” Austin breathed.

“Your case, Mr. Caine,” the man said quietly. “And it’s air-tight. You’re going to be exonerated with what’s in there, gentlemen. And your uncle will go to jail for a long time.”

The two of them blinked incredulously, darting a look at each other, and then me, before turning back to Mr. Withers.

“Has he been arrested?” Dallas said.

“Not yet. I wanted to find you guys first.” The P.I. frowned, glancing around as if suddenly realizing where he was. “I’m sorry, this seems to be an event.”

“My friend’s getting married,” I said quietly.

Mr. Withers beamed. “Lovely! Well, gentlemen, I’ll be leaving then. Everything you need in order to contact me is in there. You don’t know this, but your father and I went way back. He was a great man, and I know his sons can carry the torch he lit. I’ve got a couple great lawyers I know who can take a look at—”

“We might have one.”

I grinned as I felt Austin squeeze my hand and turn to wink at me.

“If she’ll take our case.”

“Absolutely,” I whispered fiercely.

Mr. Withers smiled. “Well, you have some fine clients here, Miss. Gentlemen, we’ll be in touch.”

He turned, picked up his briefcase, and made his way back to the trail.

“What the fuck just happened?” Dallas breathed.

“I— I think we just pulled a rabbit out of a fucking hat,” Austin growled back, shaking his head. “Is that shit for real?”

I opened the envelope, my eyes scanning some of the documents as I pulled them out. Slowly, I swore under my breath.

“Stella?”

“It’s…yeah, wow,” I shook my head. “He wasn’t kidding, you guys. It’s all here. Holy shit this is incriminating stuff.”

“So we have a case?”

I snorted. “You have a slum dunk. A monkey could defend you guys in court with this evidence and get you off the hook and your company back.”

They guys laughed. “Well, good thing we have one very sexy monkey to defend us.”

I giggled, falling back into them and kissing them both before I glanced around and blushed.

“Shoot, I should get up to the altar, I think we’re starting.”

“We’ll be here after, baby girl,” Austin murmured, kissing my cheek.

“And you’d better save a dance for us,” Dallas winked.

“Just one?” I grinned back.

“Beautiful,” Austin growled. “You’d better save all the dances for us.”

I was blushing and basically floating on air as I turned and half-skipped across the clearing to the altar by the falls, taking my place to one side. I blushed again as I slowly turned to see Braun, and Vlad, his best man, staring at me.

“What?” I shrugged.

Braun just chuckled and shook his head. “I have so many questions about what I just saw, but I’m going to save them until after I marry the girl of my dreams, alright?”

“You can save them longer than that, because I’m not saying a peep.” I grinned back.

“Yeah, we’ll see how long that lasts once Katrina gets ahold of you.”

He chuckled and then turned to face the trail as the music started to play. Slowly, Katrina and her father made their way out into the clearing and down the aisle, her face beaming as she locked eyes with Braun, and him looking at her like she was the light of his world. She made it to the altar, hugged her father, and then took her place. And the minister was about to start when she turned and locked eyes with me.

“If you think for one single second you’re going to get away with not telling me about what I just saw between you and both Caine brothers, you are severely mistaken,” she whisper-hissed, a grin on her face and a million questions in her eyes. Braun just chuckled.

“Told you,” he hissed over her shoulder at me.

“How about you get married first, huh?” I grinned at my friend.

She laughed and shook her head.

“Oh, you better believe it.”

The minister started, she turned to face her soon-to-be-husband, and when I saw the way they looked at each other, I knew everything was right in the world. I looked out over the crowd, first locking eyes with the two men I loved and feeling my heart swell. My eyes moved on, seeing Chloe, Vlad’s fiancé, and the way she looked at him standing up there next to Braun.

I looked on, my eyes scanning the very back of the crowd and then suddenly frowning and lingering on the huge, shaggy-bearded caveman-looking guy wearing jeans, boots, and a black t-shirt. I could see Austin and Dallas seeing the look on my face and then following my gaze back to the big guy. The two of them smirked and nodded at the man, who seemed to do his version of a smile back before he glanced up at the altar, gave a small wave, and then disappeared into the trees.

I made a note to ask the guys later.

Vows were spoken, rings were exchanged, and I watched as my best friend basically screamed, “I do” before jumping into her husband's arms and kissing him as the crowd went wild.

There was laughter, and tears of joy, and hugs, and mostly, just love. Because love conquers all, and love is everything we need.

I knew it’d be a little while until I found out for sure what was happening inside of me, but I knew one thing. No matter what, I’d found the love I’d never had. I’d found the two men who made my heart sing.

No matter what, I’d found my happy ending, and I was never going to let them go.