Epilogue
BACK TO THE BEGINNING
Addison
I couldn’t differentiate between the nerves and excitement running through me. They were one and the same, equally as important as we walked up the stairs hand-in-hand.
Beckett must have sensed my shift in mood, because he squeezed my hand.
“Still want to do this, Bubbles?”
Even with my nerves, there wasn’t a trace of apprehension. I wasn’t second-guessing anything and nodded.
I can’t believe it had taken us a year, but we were finally back at Abditory. The perfect way to celebrate the day we first met in the room where we’d first hooked up. I couldn’t believe it had been a year. A lifetime of events had happened.
For Halloween, Nathan had decided to throw a masquerade party followed by kinky playtime on the upper two floors. Beckett’s costume was similar to last year’s, much to my delight. It wasn’t my fault my fiancé looked killer in a tux and a mask.
My own mask was blue and only covered my eyes, leaving the lower half of my face bare.
It matched perfectly the little blue sparkly dress Beckett had picked out.
It didn’t leave much to the imagination with a hem that barely fell past my ass and little spaghetti straps, but it was the perfect attire for a Halloween party at a sex club.
Much better than the costume I wore the year before.
“You know I need more than that,” Beckett said as we stopped at the top of the stairs.
People were already mingling in the small open space in front of us and moving in and out of rooms. Quiet, sultry music filtered through the corridor and added to the romantic, sexy atmosphere.
Although it didn’t need much help with temptation and lust lingering around us and invading all our senses.
Beckett’s request hung at the back of my mind, but my eyes were too busy scanning the crowd. Each person was dressed like us, in perfect tuxes and beautiful dresses, and masks that varied in detail, color, and design. It was a mesmerizing array.
“Yes, I want to do this,” I said clearly, although it was muffled by the desire coursing through me. Beckett’s warm honey eyes glowed behind his mask and were ablaze with need.
Over the past year, and especially the past several months, we’d enjoyed diving deeper into kink.
And tonight, we planned on checking a few more things off our kink list. It was the same one he’d had me fill out so long ago, but one that we also modified and added to as we discovered new and exciting things we wanted to explore.
It was hard to describe how badly I wanted everything we had planned and how deeply I trusted Beckett. He was my best friend and the love of my life. And how lucky was I that I found both in the most caring, handsome, perfect man.
Lost in thought, Beckett pulled me back to the present by tugging softly on my hand, as he led us toward room seven.
He fished the key out of his pocket and held it in his hand between us. We both stared down at it and felt the enormity of the moment. The perfect symmetry it held.
But it wasn’t the end. It was only the beginning for us and our life together.
His eyes lifted from the key and met mine, and my heart sang. He kissed me soundly once, then he slipped the key in the lock, and together, we pushed open the door.
THE END
THE BEGINNING