Bonus Epilogue #2
I pull my hand back. “I don’t have a daddy kink.
They’re YouTubers who vlog about fatherhood.
” I was so excited when the guys announced that they’d be at Social Con in San Diego a couple of days before our game against the local team.
. I made my friends fly in early with me so we could spend the day here.
“I have a daddy kink,” Sara says.
“So does she.” War thumbs over at his wife.
“Shut up,” Ava hisses, cheeks flaming. She jabs him in the stomach, but it only makes him laugh.
He pulls her to his side and nuzzles into her neck. “Shh, Vicious. You’re making me hard.”
“Oh my god,” she groans.
“You married him,” Hannah says, wearing an evil grin.
“And you married the freak who dragged us here,” War says.
“I hate you all. Why did I think it was a good idea to invite you?” My shoulder slump, but only for a second, because as I’m grumbling, I spot the guys.
A strange screeching noise escapes me, and my muscles lock up.
“What are you doing?” Hannah turns around, eyes narrowed on me, then follows my line of sight.
“That’s them,” I whisper, awestruck.
“Oh my god you weren’t this excited when we got married.”
“They’re just so?—”
“If you say hot, I’m divorcing you,” she mutters.
I blink and shake my head. “Sorry, baby. It’s just…they helped me become the man you needed me to be.”
Hannah’s blue eyes soften. “Aw, you’re such a mush sometimes.” She loops her arms around my waist. “Okay, Daniel, I promise not to make fun of you. Go geek out and get your daddy kink on.”
picture of Daniel cheesing hard surrounded by the dads from THE Vlog.
“It’s about time you two go on a honeymoon,” Sara says as she snatches Maverick from his car seat.
Brooks cradles Taylor against his chest. Their daughter is a year younger than Mav but already a handful. She never stops babbling, and she loves Lake Paige music almost as much as her mother does.
“We’ve only been married for two years. I don’t know why everyone makes such a big deal about it,” I grumble.
Our wedding at city hall was perfect, but I was determined to have a proper wedding with all of our extended family and friends present.
I wanted to see my wife in a pretty dress and spin her around on the dance floor all night long.
I wanted the wedding night, and until we had that, we weren’t having a honeymoon.
“Daniel needed the wedding of his dreams before I could have a honeymoon,” Hannah teases. She steps up beside me, carrying Maverick’s bag. “Are you guys sure you don’t mind keeping Maverick in your room?”
Brooks chuckles. “Taylor doesn’t sleep. Believe me, we’re fine with handling them both.”
“Yes, and then you can get it onnn ,” Sara sings.
When Taylor mimics her, singing the same words, Brooks scowls. “Really crazy girl? We talked about this. No s-e-x talk in front of Blueberry.”
Sara rolls her eyes while Taylor strings the letters together into a song. “S-e-xxx.”
One of those sexy as fuck raspy laughs leaves my wife’s throat. “Oh my god.”
I point to Brooks, who’s the shade of a tomato. “Don’t use that language in front of Mav.”
I try to affect a stern expression, but I quickly give in and laugh right along with Sara and Hannah.
With promises to FaceTime before bed, we leave Maverick with our friends and head to the wedding venue.
We’re getting married at Daffodil Farms. The beautiful spot only an hour outside Massachusetts is famous for the gorgeous tulips and daffodils that bloom in the spring.
The big white tent is set up, equipped with a chandelier that’ll make it feel like we’re dancing beneath the stars.
We’ll say I do— again —amongst a field of flowers.
“Still happy with the choice?” I ask Hannah as we stand outside the door of our room at the inn. Daffodil Farms is located in a small town without a large hotel, so I rented out the entire inn for our family and friends. The property abuts the harbor and the views of the mountains are incredible.
Hannah smiles. “You know none of this really matters to me. I’m just happy to spend time with you.”
This woman. Fuck. She always knows just what to say. “I love you.” I pull her against my chest and press my lips to hers.
“I love you too. Now open the door. But I’m warning you, if there are two beds in there, I’m going to lose my mind.”
I chuckle. War and I have already been inside, setting things up, and there’s more than one bed for sure.
Sex with Hannah has always been incredible, but it only gets better with time.
I’ve mastered the male orgasm, and now I can have multiple, just like my wife.
But tonight I want to give her even more.
On the other side of this door are toys, a bench, ropes, and whips I think she’ll enjoy.
Yes, Hannah and I are going to have one hell of a night before the wedding.
With any luck, I’ll wipe away the memory of the night of bad sex from her memory for good.
“I can’t wait to marry you again tomorrow, Mrs. Hall,” I murmur against her lips.
I push the door open, and as she steps inside, she gasps.
“Fuck me, Playboy.”
“Oh, I intend to. All. Night. Long.”
Picture of Hannah and Daniel grinning in front of the Welcome to Daffodil Farms sign
Want MORE of Daniel and Hannah? Make sure you keep an eye out next year for something special that takes place at Darling Daffodils Farm.