Epilogue - Verity
It turns out, when I said yes to marrying Warrick, he meant he wanted to get married that day and not in a year’s time like I assumed.
Apparently when he took me to get my ID at the town hall, he also applied for a marriage license for us.
So after he fucked me through several orgasms and made sure he took all of my firsts again as an engaged woman, he told me to put on a dress and drove us down into town.
The only guests at our wedding were Octy, Knight, and my new bestie Leo. When she called to check if Warrick and I had made up, I told her that not only were we back together but that we were on our way to get married.
She arrived at the town hall with a bouquet of daisies, a bottle of champagne, and a professional camera that she used to take the most amazing photos of Warrick and I saying “I do.”
After Warrick had to go back to work three days after we got married, she showed up at our place with several of the pictures blown up, framed, and gift wrapped. Then after she watched me open them, she pulled a hammer and some nails from her purse and hung them on the wall for me.
It turns out that when Leo decides she’s friends with you, she means it, and despite her being slightly terrifying, she’s amazing, and I’m so grateful that fate, or this town, brought us together.
After we got married, I figured that I’d end up turning down the job with the ranger service, but instead Warrick spoke to his buddy Clayton, who arranged for my hours in the office to fall in line with when Warrick is on shift.
Now I work part-time on the days he’s working and we have the days he’s not on shift to spend every moment together.
But Warrick still refuses to let me contribute the money I earn to our joint expenses.
He says that my money should be used for things I want and not things I need, which he’s determined are his responsibility.
I think it’s dumb, but I’ve realized that taking care of me makes my husband happy, and I love him enough to give him that, if he needs it.
Before I came to Rockhead Peak, I was alone, lonely, and lost. I’d been in survival mode for so long that I didn’t know how it felt to not be scared and desperate.
Warrick is the first person I’ve ever met who just loves me.
He dotes on me, cares for me, and wants to be everything I need.
And he is. My husband is kind, sweet, caring, and all mine, and I can’t think of anything else in the world that I want or need more than him.