Epilogue
Fifteen months later…..
The sight of Mr. Jennings walking Apricot down the aisle had me smiling like a simp.
My focus wasn’t on the guests in attendance or anyone in the wedding party.
I couldn’t take my eyes off her. After ten months of being with Apricot, I knew she was the woman that I wanted to marry.
She wasted no time planning the wedding, and we were only engaged for five months.
She literally found a venue, dress, and a cake within the first three weeks of us being engaged.
The two trucks that I purchased made such a good profit in the first six months, that I bought a third truck with some of the money that Mr. Jennings gave me.
My mouth watered as my soon to be wife sauntered down the aisle with the top of her gown fitting her like a glove.
She had been serious two months before the wedding.
Apricot wouldn’t eat sweets, or drink soda, and she hit the gym five days a week.
When I proposed to Apricot, I also asked Kiwi if I could adopt her, and she burst into tears.
But they were happy tears. So, I officially had two kids, and I wanted to add two more to the bunch.
Actually, I’d put as many babies in Apricot’s ass as she would allow me to be it two or twelve.
The moment we were face to face we both smiled.
“You ready to do this shit?” I whispered.
“I’ve been ready from the first time I saw you.”
The end.