Alex

I'm up and showered early, eagerly awaiting Ava and the guys' arrival for our breakfast plans. The morning sun streams through the windows, casting a warm glow over the room. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee fills the air, and I can't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me.

I'm sipping my coffee, savoring the rich, bold flavor, when the doorbell rings. My heart skips a beat, knowing it might be Ava on the other side. I take a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves, and go to answer it.

As I open the door, Ava stands before me, looking radiant as ever. Her long, dark hair cascades over her shoulders in soft waves, and her eyes sparkle with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. She's wearing a simple white t-shirt and jeans that hug her curves in all the right places, and she looks absolutely stunning.

"Good morning, gorgeous," I greet her, pulling her in for a kiss and a hug. Her lips are soft and warm against mine, and I can feel the heat of her body as she presses against me.

She melts into my embrace, resting her head on my chest. "Good morning," she murmurs, her voice soft and sweet.

We stand there for a moment, enjoying our closeness. She smells so good, of vanilla and lavender, and feels so fucking amazing in my arms. I don't ever want to let her go.

"Come in, come in," I say, finally pulling away. "I made coffee."

"Sounds great," she replies, her smile lighting up her face.

As I lead her into the kitchen, I can't help but admire the sway of her hips in her jeans, and the curve of that ass… She's a vision, and we're so fucking lucky to have her.

"So, what's up?" I ask, handing her a cup of coffee. The warmth of the mug feels good in my hands, and I can see the steam rising from the surface.

She takes a deep breath, seeming to gather her courage. "Alex, I…"

Before she can continue, there's a commotion at the door.

I grin at her, "It's Ethan and Liam. Hold that thought."

I open the door and greet them. The cool morning air rushes in, and I can feel the excitement buzzing between us.

Ethan first walks in. "Sup, buddy? Ready for breakfast?" He raises a large bag from a fancy French bakery, the scent of freshly baked pastries wafting through the air.

"You bet," I reply, my mouth watering at the thought of buttery croissants and flaky pain au chocolat.

Liam follows, his tall frame filling the doorway. "Morning, man. Good to see you," he says.

"You too," I respond, stepping aside to let them in.

We get to the kitchen and Ava stands from the stool she was occupying to greet Ethan and Liam. She hugs them both, and I can see the love and affection in their eyes as they hold her close.

Once everyone is seated, I ask her, "You were gonna say something earlier."

"Right. Well…" she starts, her fingers fidgeting with the handle of her mug. "Well, I wanted to talk to you guys about something," she says, her voice shaking slightly.

"What is it?" Liam asks, his brow furrowed with concern. He reaches out and takes her hand in his, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"I… I think I'm falling in love with you," she blurts out, her cheeks flushing a deep pink.

There's a moment of stunned silence, and then the guys and I are all talking at once. My heart is pounding in my chest, and I can feel the joy and excitement coursing through my veins.

"I'm in love with you, too," Ethan says, his voice filled with emotion. I can see the depth of his feelings for her written all over his face.

"Me too," Liam adds, his voice thick with feeling. He looks at Ava like she's the most precious thing in the world, and I know that he would do anything to make her happy.

"I love you, Ava," I simply say. The words feel so right, so true, and I know that I will never tire of saying them.

I stand and pull her into my arms, feeling the warmth of her body against mine. She fits perfectly in my embrace, like she was made just for me.

"I can't believe this is happening," Ava says, her voice muffled against my chest. I can feel her tears soaking through my shirt, but I don't care. All that matters is that she's here, in my arms, and that she loves us.

"I know," I reply, stroking her hair. It's soft and silky beneath my fingers, and I can't help but bury my nose in it, inhaling her scent. "But it is. We're in love."

"We are," Ethan agrees, his voice thick with emotion.

We stand there, the four of us, lost in the moment and the feeling of being together.

"This is everything I've ever wanted," Ava says.

"It is," I agree, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "You're perfect."

The guys and I each press a kiss to Ava's lips, savoring the taste and feel of her. Her lips are soft and pliant beneath mine, and I can feel the love and passion flowing between us.

We hold her tightly, enjoying the feeling of being in love and having the girl of our dreams in our arms. The morning sun streams through the windows, bathing us in its golden light, and I feel a sense of peace and contentment wash over me.

As we sit down to enjoy our breakfast, the scent of fresh pastries and coffee filling the air, I can't help but feel grateful for this moment. For the love and happiness that we've found in each other, and for the future that stretches out before us.

I reach out and take Ava's hand in mine, feeling the warmth and softness of her skin. She looks up at me, her eyes shining with love and happiness, and I know I will never let her go.

"I love you," I whisper, my voice filled with emotion.

"I love you, too," she replies, her smile brighter than the sun.

And at that moment, everything is perfect. The world outside fades away, and all that matters is the love and happiness that we've found in each other. It's a memory I will hold close to my heart for the rest of my days.