Epilogue #2
Once our song is over, we head back to the tables where our group is sitting.
It’s nice to see my parents talking to Patrick again.
I was worried because my family is so big, and Liam just has his dad.
Patrick flew out here by himself, and I didn’t want him to feel like he was being ganged up on.
I haven’t taken a second to appreciate how hard today probably is for him.
Especially because Taylor looks adorable in his wine-colored pantsuit.
I’m pretty sure it’s cut for a woman, but my brother can rock wide-leg trousers and a vest better than any woman I know.
He also has no shirt on under the vest, which is a special look all on its own.
I chuckle because Knox has discreetly been trying to get his hands on Tay’s skin all night.
“Can we go back to the cabin?” Liam asks just before we rejoin the group once our song comes to an end.
“Yeah, Li. Just give me one second.”
His brows pinch in confusion, but he nods and drops my hand.
I nod at my parents and face Patrick.
“Can we have a word?” I ask.
“Of course.” Patrick excuses himself and follows me to the bar, where he props an elbow on the marble surface and turns to face me, looking anywhere but my face.
“I was angry for a long time,” I start. “First at Taylor. Then at you. And like Li, I’m tired of being mad.
I know love makes us do stupid shit, and I want to move past everything that happened.
Liam needs us both, and I’m grateful you were here.
I know it probably feels like no one’s in your corner here, but we are.
We’re family now, and the past is the past,” I tell Patrick honestly.
I let him make the next move and am shocked when he reaches out with both arms and pulls me to himself in a crushing hug.
“I’m so happy for you two,” he whispers in my ear.
“Thank you for being brave enough to tell him the truth when I couldn’t.
” Pulling back, he nods his head. “And I promise, no more secrets. I just wanted to protect my son, but I went about it the wrong way. I know you and he will work to keep each other safe, and that makes me happy. Protect each other at all costs. Maybe if I had listened to my own advice, I would be the lucky one holding your brother right now,” he says sadly, his eyes stuck on something over my shoulder, and without turning around, I know he’s watching Knox and Taylor.
But before I can respond, there are lips on my neck.
I smell my body wash on Liam and smile as I reach behind me to grab hold of him at the same time his arms snake around my waist.
“Everything okay?” Liam asks, looking between his dad and me.
“Everything’s fine, son. Just burying the past and starting fresh,” Patrick says.
“You okay if we call it a night? I’d like to show my husband—”
“There’s no need to finish that sentence, son,” Patrick laughs. “You two get out of here. We’ll hit the slopes in the morning.”
After the rest of the goodbyes are given, Liam and I make our way back to our cabin. Flicking on the lights and hearing the peace and quiet, I’ve never been so tired and wound up at the same time.
I practically drag Liam down the hall, just needing to hold him. To feel his skin against mine as we watch the snow fall.
We rented the same cabin we had last year, and it holds so many memories for us.
“You know,” Liam starts as we enter the bedroom. “I never did come in the hot tub last year.”
“That’s because it’s terribly unsanitary and rude for all the people who will use it after us,” I remind him, making him laugh.
“You think everyone else who stays here isn’t getting off in that thing? Please. You’re not that na?ve.”
He’s probably right. I mean, they do shock it with a shitload of chlorine between guests, right?
“What do you say, Li? Want to get naked in the hot tub?”
Grinning, he says, “I thought you’d never ask.”
We strip down, grab the resort robes from the closet, plug Li’s phone into the little dock on the wall, and head outside.
It’s snowing and cold as all fuck, but sinking into the warm water feels heavenly.
“Oh gooooood,” I moan as my body goes weightless in the water.
“Hey,” Liam whines. “It’s supposed to be me who makes you sound like that.”
“You do. Daily,” I remind him.
Smiling, he places his robe across the wooden banister and climbs in after me.
“Oh, fuck, you’re right, that feels so damn good.”
I take in the man across from me. His broad chest, his messy hair, his beautiful, familiar face. The freckle just above his lip. The way the muscles in his shoulders dance as he moves his hands back and forth under the water.
“Why are you staring at me?” he asks.
“Because you’re hot as fuck, and I want to admire my husband,” I tell him.
Liam’s wingspan is huge, and he easily grabs hold of me, even though I’m across the tub. Pulling me to him, I straddle his thighs, thankful he chose the deepest seat, so my chest isn’t in the cold air.
I start rocking my hips into him immediately, my fingers laced behind his neck for leverage.
His head falls back onto the edge of the tub. “Fuck, D. I love when you do that.”
Since we’re both naked, there’s nothing between his cock and mine. They glide along each other in the water in a way that has my balls tingling already. Liam scoots to the left a little, readjusting so we’re over one of the jets.
“Oh, shiiiiiit.” I buck in his arms as the bubbles tickle the space between my asshole and my balls.
Liam’s hands find my ass, and he latches on, using the grip to move me how he wants me.
“More,” he grunts, and I take us both in my hand, squeezing gently before starting to stroke.
Liam thrusts his hips beneath me while my fist shuttles over our cocks in the water.
We’re both mesmerized as we watch the scene before us. The view is distorted by the water, but it’s enough.
“We got married today,” Liam pants as he continues thrusting, his fingertips now grazing along my crack, mixing with the pleasure provided by the jets.
“Hell yes, we did.”
“That means you’re mine forever. You know that, right?
I can call you whenever, kiss you whenever, touch you whenever.
” At his last sentence, his finger brushes against my hole.
He’s not pressing in because, despite being in a literal tub of water, penetration still isn’t easy, but just the pressure of him there is enough to have me arching my back like the needy fucking slut he makes me.
Noticing the change in my posture, he chuckles deep and low.
“How much you want me turns me on, Damon.”
I whimper when he uses my full name. I love it when Liam takes charge, and although I still call a lot of the shots, Liam pulls his weight just fine.
“Fuck, I want you so bad, Li. All the time. You drive me insane with need.”
“You want to come, baby?” he asks, pressing against my hole harder.
“Fuck yes,” I whine.
“Then do it.” Liam bats my hand away, and with one hand on my ass with his finger pressed against me, and one hand now strangling our cocks, he takes complete control of me in this tub and sends me flying over the edge.
“Ohmygod, yes. Fuck. I’m coming.”
Liam lets out a guttural sound as he follows suit.
We see our release briefly before it gets carried away in the current formed by the jets. I have to admit that it felt really fucking good. The cold air now feels heavenly on my flushed skin while the hot water relaxes my sated muscles.
I melt into Liam’s neck.
“Sometimes, I think I love you so much my heart might explode right out of my chest,” I tell him.
He wraps his arms around me in a bear hug.
“I love you so much, I wonder how my heart didn’t explode when we were apart. How the fuck did I ever think just being friends was enough? You’re everything to me,” Liam replies.
I sob a laugh. “Goddammit, Li. I finally stopped crying like twelve seconds ago.”
“It’s okay, baby. Have your meltdown. I’ve got you.”
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