Epilogue

Hazel

Two Years Later

I run my fingers over the wedding invitation as I look out to the hazel trees that Aidan planted my first year up here. So my sister and Donny are finally getting married. Well, good for them.

They didn’t come to my wedding. I had invited them but it all happened so quickly I wasn’t surprised or bothered that they didn’t make it. I have everything I need up here with Aidan and Aidan’s family and the townspeople whom I have grown to love. I never imagined that I could be this happy.

“I don’t think we will go.” I say to Aidan.

“Well, whether we go or not, I’m sending them a huge wedding gift. After all, it’s their relationship that sent you running into my arms.” He says it with a smile and a wink that sends a little thrill through my body. My sexy husband. I suppose I should be grateful to my sister.

“If you did want to go we could pop in on our way back from Egypt.”

I look at the date and check the calendar. He is right. The wedding is just after my archaeological trip to Egypt.

It’s the big trip we wanted to go on before having a baby. Aidan keeps joking that if we conceive in Egypt then he is naming the kid Cleopatra. Which is better than his joke in Transylvania that he was going to name our first born son Dracular.

Wherever it happens, whatever we name our kids, I know they will be loved and we will raise them to know that they can do anything they want to be. Just like their dad with his love of plants and science. And me, their archaeologist, history teaching professor, mother.

I pat my stomach even though there isn’t yet a baby in there. Our children will know they are loved. And that their parents are madly in love with each other. And that makes me happier than anything else.

“Oh, I know that look. Okay, let’s get practising then.” Aidan picks me up and throws me over his shoulder with a whack on my ass. Carrying me to the bedroom for baby making practice. Whatever he wants to call it, I'm ready. And I’m feeling quite demanding too!

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