Epilogue
Five Years Later
Angel danced around at Roman’s feet as he made his way up the front porch of the beautiful ranch home he’d bought a few years ago for Abigail’s birthday.
In his arms was Roman Junior, his first-born son, and Abigail moved up behind him, carrying their newborn daughter, Tilly.
They hadn’t gotten pregnant right away. In fact, it had taken them over four years to conceive. It had taken them so long that they had both gotten tested by doctors, and they were both viable and healthy, it just took time.
So, for the last four years, they built a life together.
Abigail worked as his PA, by his side, helping him every day.
They found this ranch together, and it had been dilapidated, but with a lot of hard work, they’d finally turned it into a family home.
This was the place they spent Christmas last year, and yes, Carl spent Christmas with them.
Carl had his own room at the ranch, and he’d become a support to both of them.
He’d always been a friend, and the same had happened with Abigail.
They’d been there when his wife left him for another man. They were the best of friends.
Roman also believed last Christmas was when it finally happened.
He and Abigail had been enjoying each other at Christmas, having fun, enjoying sex.
They had stopped coming together when she was ovulating.
They decided to stop counting the days, or doing all the mechanical stuff, and just enjoy being married and finding each other.
Two months later, she took the test, and she was pregnant. The first ultrasound revealed not one but two heartbeats. They were having twins.
The last nine months had been scary. Twins came with a lot of complications, and midway through the pregnancy, Abigail had to go on bed rest. She was getting tired, bringing two babies into the world.
Roman was not going to forget their babies coming into the world. It had been a long night. Carl was there as they opened the door, complete with a banner, and the homely scent of a home-cooked meal.
He was a rock, and he came over, looking at their babies, and he held each one in turn. Roman was happy to see they didn’t burst out crying.
While Carl went to serve their dinner, he and Abigail took their babies up to the nursery, that had been one of the first rooms in the house to complete. They had two cribs, as he had purchased a second one the moment they learned they were having twins.
He didn’t care if they were boys or girls. All he wanted was two healthy babies, and that was what he had gotten. Abigail came to stand beside him, and he wrapped his arms around her.
“Do you have any regrets?” Abi asked.
“None.”
This was the start of his family, and a long life of happiness. He also knew he was going to need to learn how to handle a shotgun. He had a daughter now, and there was no way he was going to let any boys near his little girl.
The End
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