Epilogue
Brian and Kerry brought the last of Marty’s boxes into the house.
Thankfully, there wasn’t all that much, and Marty had already sat down and planned where everything was going to go.
Eddie had gotten rid of some of his old, ratty pieces of furniture and had already made room for Marty’s things in the bath and kitchen.
As for his clothes, Marty decided that rather than try to shove everything in, he’d use the closet in the third bedroom, which Marty had set up as a home library and office.
“That didn’t take long,” Kerry said as he set down the final box of books.
“I guess not.” Marty got the boxes placed in the office and closed the door.
“Do you need help unpacking anything?” Kerry asked.
“I don’t think so. Most of my things are put away, and the office stuff can wait until I get to it tomorrow.” He went into the kitchen and returned with bottles of water, handing them out. “I appreciate all the help. I was going to order pizza and stuff.”
“Brian and I need to get home. The boys are with the sitter,” Kerry said. “But I think Brian has some news for you.”
“What is it?” Marty asked.
“Well, you remember that civilian contractor financial analyst position you applied for? I found out from a friend that you should be getting a call very soon. They were impressed with how you found the issue at Haver and how you handled all the follow-up with the bankruptcy. So, they’re going to bring you on. ”
“You’re kidding,” Marty said before hugging Brian. “That’s awesome.” Marty had been worrying about where he was going to work for the last four months.
“Nope. And just so you know, Eddie and I had nothing to do with it. The decision was made by the chief himself.” Brian grinned. “So sound surprised when you get the call.” He headed for the door.
“Then why don’t we meet on Thursday for dinner. Bring the boys, and we’ll have a big meal as a thank-you, and we can celebrate my new job.” Marty was really excited, and Eddie smiled.
“Sounds good,” Kerry said, hugging Marty and then him.
Eddie saw them both out. “I’m going to return the truck and pick up the car. I’ll be back as soon as I can.” He kissed Marty and hurried off. Eddie had plenty to do.
Knowing Marty, he’d get right to work putting the house in order—Eddie had learned long ago that he hated any sort of disorder.
He drove the truck to the rental location and checked it in before grabbing the car.
He stopped to pick up the package that was waiting for him on his way home and then drove home slowly.
“Marty,” he called when he came inside.
“I’m back here putting my office together.” Of course he couldn’t wait.
Just as he suspected. The living room was different, but all the furniture had been placed and the boxes were gone. The kitchen was the same.
“I have someone who wants to meet you,” Eddie called. He set the box on the sofa and waited until Marty came out. Then he reached inside and handed Marty the ten-week-old poodle-mix puppy.
“Eddie,” he said, taking the white ball of fluff into his hands. “You….”
“Yeah. Well, it’s our anniversary.” He smiled as Marty held the puppy to his chest. “Eight years ago today, we said we loved each other for the first time.”
Marty came closer. “And I still love you. I don’t think I ever stopped.” He kissed him, and the puppy tried to get in on the action.
“I didn’t either, and you’re mine now, forever.” He gently rubbed the pup’s head. “I have all the supplies we’re going to need in the trunk. I just need to bring them in.” He paused to watch Marty smile. “What are you going to name him?”
“I don’t know.” Marty moved into Eddie’s arms and lifted the puppy up to look at him. Then he set him on his feet, and the pup ran down the hall, sliding to a stop before scampering back to Marty, who lifted him back up. “How about Cupid? After the god of love.”
“Perfect.” Eddie gently cradled Marty’s cheeks in his hands and kissed the man he would love for the rest of his life.