Queen of Quarantine (Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep #4) - Caroline Peckham Page 0,257

her but goddamn pastries.”

“I’m hardly responsible for if or when you decide to propose to Tatum,” Saint said dismissively.

“You planned our wedding without telling us,” Nash interjected. “You could have given us a heads up and maybe we all could have a ring to offer her today.”

“You also need my permission,” Kyan tossed in.

“Don’t even try it, Kyan,” I growled then beamed at Saint, holding out my left hand. I still wore the skull ring Kyan had bought for me, so I didn’t really have room for the meteor Saint was offering, but we’d figure that out later. “Of course I’ll marry you.” He slid the ring onto my middle finger and I realised the sneaky bastard had already planned for the issue of me wearing more than one as he stood up, pulling me to him and kissing me with leisurely strokes of his tongue as the others were forced to watch. I smiled my head off as I turned to them, bouncing on the balls of my feet.

“I don’t need a ring from you guys,” I said seriously as I took in Blake and Nash’s sad expressions. “And you don’t have to marry me if you don’t want that. Don’t let Saint make the decision for you. But…” I stepped away from Saint and dropped down to one knee in front of them and their eyebrows shot up. “I want you both. There isn’t an us without you, Blake and Nash.” I looked between them intently. “Will you marry me? Make me the happiest woman in the entire world, make me whole. Because each of you hold a piece of my heart and it can’t be held together without us all as one.”

They shared a look then both of them reached for one of my hands and pulled me up. They stood, hugging me between them, taking it in turns to kiss my mouth then my neck until I was sighing and arching between them.

“Is that a yes?” I begged.

“Yes, princess,” Nash growled against my ear while Blake murmured it against my lips.

“I consent,” Kyan said, pushing out of his hammock with a smirk as the guys parted from me.

“We do not need your consent,” Saint growled. “We will marry her because she wants it, regardless of what you want.”

“I still give my agreement, just so you know. And technically I’ll be marrying her twice now, so I’ll be the official head husband,” Kyan taunted, catching my hand and eyeing the ring that sat beside his with a low whistle.

Saint barked a laugh. “You will be the page boy at the wedding, not a groom. You cannot marry her twice even here.”

Kyan’s jaw ticked. “I’m not gonna be the fucking page boy.”

“Nah, he’s the best man,” Blake announced with a grin. “Aren’t you, brother?”

“Kyan?” I whispered, looking up at him as I rested a hand on his chest. “Don’t ruin this.”

Kyan sighed, gripping the back of my neck and drawing me closer. “Never. In all seriousness I want you to have them. Because we’re equal. And I’m gonna be right there cheering you on because this makes our family official. We’ll all be Roscoes-”

“Rivers,” Saint cut over him, raising his chin in a challenge. “We will all be a Rivers.”

My brows lifted and I looked to Nash and Blake who beamed, seeming happy with that idea, but they couldn’t possibly be as thrilled as I was. Oh my god, this is one of the best days of my life and it’s barely even begun.

“Then I’m changing my name too,” Kyan growled furiously.

“Of course you will. I already have the paperwork ready for you to sign,” Saint said with a smirk. “Now everyone go and shower and get changed, we only have two hours until the ceremony.”

I started to jog away with my boys, but Saint caught my arm. “Not you, siren. You need to go down the hall and open room five-oh-two.” He slipped a key into my palm and my lips parted as he kissed my cheek, giving me an intense look before directing me away.

I did as he asked, slipping out of our room and heading down the long hall, unlocking the door at the end and stepping inside.

“Surprise!” a group of girls screamed and Mila suddenly dove on me, squeezing me tight. Dione and Kayla from college were there too and I nearly burst into tears at finding them all here together. They were wearing beautiful flowing, pale pink gowns and I gazed at them