Epilogue
Chance
Iwas wrong. Life can and did get so much better. LeAnn had a little girl, and let me tell you, the kid is going to be spoiled. Not only by her Grandpa Noah—but also by her Grandpa Chance.
Because no way in hell am I ever going to tell that sweet little thing no. It’s not happening.
Summer is almost over, and we’ve already been to see them several times. Bringing as many gifts as we can every single time. Yeah. She might be spoiled.
We don’t care.
I can’t wait until she asks for a puppy. The kid is so getting a puppy.
But now my boyfriend has a surprise for me, and I can’t help but feel excited as I make my way down to the barn. He sent me a text, asking me to meet him here, so that’s what I’m doing.
As I approach, I can see his truck backed up near the barn and what looks like a screen projection on the side of the barn wall. When I get closer, I see a couple of blankets spread out in the back of the truck, along with Noah, who’s sitting there waiting for me in his jeans and t-shirt.
“Noah? What’s going on?”
He nods toward the screen as I approach him. There, in very simple black and white, the words Marry Me? are spelled out.
Tears fill my eyes as I look back at him. “Really?”
He nods. “Really. If you want. I mean, I know you’re young.”
I hop up in the truck bed and kiss him hard on the mouth. “Of course I’ll marry you.”
He smiles, and I kiss him again, unwilling to give up his mouth for even a second. “Wait, I have more.”
“What?” I kiss down his neck, not worried about anything else but getting him naked out here under the country night sky.
“Chance . . .” he gasps in that sexy-as-hell way I fucking love when he’s turned-on, but I pull back enough for him to go to the laptop he’s using. He clicks a few buttons, and then all of a sudden, Scream starts playing on the side of the barn.
I can’t help but laugh into a kiss as his body moves under mine. “I fucking love you, Coach Noah Asher.”
“I fucking love you too, Assistant Coach Chance Leighton.”
“You just had to put the assistant part on there, didn’t you?” I laugh, and he kisses me again.
“Yup.”
“Stubborn fucker.”
He grins, and then we get lost in each other under the Kensley sky in the back of his truck with Scream playing in the background.
It’s. Perfect.
THE END