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love with us.”
    “I’ll always love you,” Luke whispered. “Till my last breath.”
    “Enough of the morbid shit, Lucas. God Almighty. What the hell’s wrong with you?”
    Luke closed his eyes. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “It feels like”—he curled his hand into a fist and rapped his chest—“this is it.”
    “If I thought I could knock some goddamn sense into you, I’d fucking do it.” Josh pinned his hands on his hips, then spat out, “I hate you for making me do it this way.”
    “Do what?” Luke frowned as Josh, bare-chested, tanned flesh gleaming in the sunlight, dressed in nothing but his favorite and most ragged pair of jeans, got down on one knee.
    THE NUMBER OF times he’d seen enemy fire, the number of moments in his life when he’d been sure his time was up, it surprised Josh how nervous he was at what was to come.
    Staring down the barrel of an insurgent’s gun and looking into the lost eyes of the man he loved were equally terrifying. Except this, now , felt like his whole life was on the brink of crumbling if it didn’t go according to plan.
    Since the SCOTUS ruling, the idea had been percolating in his head. The notion of marriage had never cropped up among the three of them. Gia seemed content with the status quo, and as marriage was illegal for Luke and him, it had been a nonstarter.
    But things were different today.
    The God’s honest truth was if he could marry both of them, he would. But he doubted the US of A, the country he’d dedicated his life to, the nation he’d protected with his very being, was ready for such an outre idea.
    Hell, a huge number of folk were already arguing about this current ruling, so polygamy was never going to be mainstream.
    Not that he cared.
    He’d reached his position in the army thanks to hard work, dedication, and long service. He was a brigadier general, had been since before it had come out that he was gay, and he wasn’t an idiot.
    Brigadier general would be his last promotion. Unless the good old armed forces wanted to make a propaganda special out of him and Luke, a we-take-all-sorts kind of pamphlet to reassure the masses that gays were welcomed.
    Well, they weren’t blackballed anymore, but neither were there open arms.
    Being a woman or different was still tough in the ranks. Not according to the legislature, but on the ground, amid the troops, there were and always would be dicks.
    In the middle of a war zone, it would be easy to believe there were more important things to worry about than whether the soldier guarding your back was fucking a guy or a chick when he was back stateside…but that wasn’t always the case.
    His commanding officer had been integral in maintaining the “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell” policy, and Jarvis didn’t particularly appreciate Josh’s current household.
    He was happy with his rank, and he’d serve until he had to retire, but then, he was happy riding a desk. Until now, he’d believed Luke missed active duty, but apparently he’d been wrong.
    Things had been strained of late. Mostly because of his time on the base. With the US Army withdrawing from Afghanistan, that left a hell of a lot of paperwork and administrative bullshit to handle.
    He was one of the unlucky ones dealing with a chunk of it.
    On top of that, Lexi had started school only a few months ago, and Josh knew Gia was finding the transition without her hard. And more recently, Luke had been pulling away.
    He now had the answer for that.
    Whether it was wise to propose, given Luke’s certainty he was heading for an early grave, he didn’t know, but he had to get it off his chest. It was like heartburn, scorching at his insides, demanding he take heed and act on it.
    “What are you doing?”
    Luke’s low voice still hit the same spots it had fifteen years ago when they had first met. The rumble with the tang of New England, could make his cock harder than porn ever did.
    “What does it look like I’m doing?” he retorted,