“Yay! You’re here!”

I’d been in a total funk every since I walked away from them. I’d spent the entire hike up the ridge to Katrina and Braun’s place hating myself for walking away from the two most amazing men I’d ever even dreamed about. I mean how fucking stupid was I?

I was scared is what I was. I was scared at how fucking real and natural being with them had been. I mean my God, I’d just had a threesome with two total strangers. And I’d had a few sips of whiskey, but it wasn’t like I’d been drunk or anything either. It should have been a little weird, and maybe a little scary or uncomfortable, even if a great story.

But it hadn’t been those things at all. It’d been amazing. Every single thing about the experience had felt so fluid, like us being together like that just made sense in the universe. And yet, I’d walked away because I knew what it was. Even if something in my heart had just latched onto them with everything I had, I knew that was silly.

What happened back there was a one-time fling — a wild story. I knew it was for them, and I knew that’s what it should be for me. It still didn’t stop me from cursing myself the whole hike over.

But that all faded the second the door opened and my best friend came shrieking into my arms.

“I can’t believe you’re here!”

I laughed, hugging Katrina dearly as she shoved the backpack off my shoulders.

“Right, it’s so unbelievable that I’d show up to my fucking best friend’s wedding.”

“Hey, there she is.”

I grinned as I looked past my friend to Braun, her soon-to-be-husband.

“C’mere caveman,” I laughed as I broke away from her and held my arms out for a hug. Katrina’s fiancé was a seriously big and imposing guy, and he was kind of fierce if he wanted to be. But my friend had turned him into a teddy bear, and at least around her and her best friend in the world — i.e. me — he was a big softy.

But ever since Katrina had drunkenly let it slip that he’d thrown her over his shoulder and stormed off to bed with her when they’d met, I’d decided to call him caveman. It was a term of affection, he just didn’t know she’d spilled the beans about that time.

Braun swooped me into a huge hug that lifted me off the ground a little before he set me back down. I grinned as I looked around the living room — the part of the house that had been the tiny cabin Katrina and I used to come to but was now only a small part of a much bigger place.

Braun was pretty damn good with a hammer.

“Holy shit has this place gotten even bigger since the last time I was up here?”

I nodded at a new addition off the back, complete with huge beamed ceiling and a massive stone fireplace.

“Oh, yeah, that…” Katrina trailed off and shook her head. “Vlad helped with that part.”

I grinned at Braun. “Aww, are you making friends?”

He rolled his eyes and made a face at me before he turned to the kitchen.

“Drink?”

“No,” I said, probably a little too quickly before I cleared my throat. “I’m good, thanks.”

I turned to glance over the living room when my eyes landed on the diagram spread out across a big table in the corner. I gave Katrina a look.

“It’s a seating chart!”

“Have you always been this bubbly?”

“Hey, I’m getting married in two days. Can it.”

I laughed as she elbowed me in the ribs. And for a second, I actually wasn’t thinking about the wildness I’d just experienced barely two hours before. For a minute, my mind and my heart let me forget about what I’d walked away from and just be happy for my amazing friend.

But then, her fiancé came walking over, slid his arm around her waist, and kissed her softly on the neck. It was beautiful, and so damn tender, and instantly, I was right back to cursing myself for being such a freaking idiot.

Katrina’s excited tugging on my wrist brought me out of it.

“Here, c’mon, check this out.”

I groaned, shaking my head at the perfectly plotted out and numbered tables drawn on a big poster board, complete with a little pile of sticks on bases with cutouts of people’s heads on them.

“Okay, you are ridiculous,” I laughed, rolling my eyes at her. I looked at Braun. “You know, she was like this in college too. Total nerd about planning and organizing.”

He chuckled. “Yeah, well, good thing I’m madly in love with this nerd.”

“Better be,” my friend muttered back jokingly, grinning as she turned and leaned up to kiss him.

And again, my mind flashed back to the two men who’d taken every part of me — the two gorgeous strangers who I’d melted into. The ones who taken my body and made me feel things I’d never even known I could feel. And the ones who’d somehow found their way into my heart and held on tight.

I still wanted to tell myself it was just some random fling, but I knew it wasn’t. I knew it’d been a lot deeper than that.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and forced a smile.

“So, who goes where?”

Katrina groaned. “Still finalizing that. I’ve gotten most of the tough ones. My Aunt Beth will be here, and your old marine sergeant—” She nodded at Braun and then to where she was pointing. “Will go right here, next to her.”

“Aunt Beth the hard ass?”

“Yeah.”

Braun snorted. “Perfect.”

“Wasn’t this going to be a tiny wedding?”

“It was,” Katrina shrugged. “And it’s not big, it’s just bigger than we thought it was going to be.”

“She means ‘it’s more than just her and me,’ like I was sort of angling for.”

“And I love you for letting me change your mind,” Katrina grinned at her soon-to-be-husband who just laughed and shook his head.

I snorted, rolling my eyes too as I turned to grab my bag that was still sitting by the front door. Behind me, Katrina sighed heavily.

“Shit, but what about the Caines?”

“What about them?”

“Well, I don’t know what to do with them. Together or separate?”

Braun snorted. “Together, of course. Those guys are fucking joined at the hip.”

I laughed as I turned back. “Gay couple you guys know?”

Braun roared out a laugh.

“No,” he chuckled. “Brothers. Hell, worse than that actually.”

He shook his head as he pushed his hand through his hair.

“They’re twins.”

I froze.

“What?”

The word came out choked, like I couldn’t quite say it right. I couldn’t move either, my feet stuck right where they were as I stared at him.

“What did you just say?”

Braun arched a brow. “I said they’re twins. Austin and Dallas that is.”

My most opened and closed, but no words came out.

No way. No FUCKING way.

Katrina shook her head, oblivious to the storm roaring through my head.

“Yeah, they’re kind of our neighbors. They live across the ridge near High Pass Lake.”

“Here on Blackthorn,” I croaked out, my tongue numb.

It can’t be. It just can’t be.

“Yeah, they’re inseparable,” Katrina said with a light laugh. “They share everything, even this old ranger station tower they live in.”

She frowned before suddenly, her eyes lit up.

“Oh, I know! We’ll put you guys all at one table!”

My jaw dropped.

“It’s perfect!” Katrina gushed. “Your my best friend and maid of honor, and they’re Braun’s…”

Her fiance snorted. “They are not my best friends, they’re my neighbors, kind of. And Vlad’s my best man,” he shrugged, frowning. “I mean, I guess.”

“Whatever, they’re a lot of fun, and you’ll love them, Stella.”

My mouth was still trying to figure out how to make words, and my pulse was still roaring like an avalanche in my ears.

“Yeah, perfect, they’ll go here.”

I watched, blinking and feeling my heart hammer against my chest as Katrina plucked two of her sticks with cutout faces from photographs stuck on them from her pile and plopped them down at one of the drawn tables.

My body shivered.

There, right there looking right back at me, were the two of them. The faces of the gorgeous mystery men from my wild afternoon.

The two faces I’d watched and kissed and moaned into as they made me cum. The two faces who’d imprinted themselves on my heart. The two faces who I’d had a one time, wild, insane, no strings attached fling with, because I knew I’d never see them again.

…And now they were staring right back at me, from the seating chart of my best friends wedding plan, where they’d be.

In two days.

Sitting on either side of me.

Oh fuck.