Epilogue
Finn climbs into bed and immediately moves in closer behind me. His warm body curling in, his arms wrap around me, and I wiggle back trying to seek out his comfort.
He’d been gone all day and well into the night, the guys working hard to finish up the barn at Rory’s place.
He’s wanted it down before fall as that is where he and Adley have decided to get married.
The day she told us all that he’d asked her and she was about to make an honest man out of him, I think we all just stared at her in amazement.
It was like seeing a unicorn or something.
The one that swore she’d never settle down or find her forever.
It’s beautiful really.
“Baby, you keep moving your ass against me like that, I can’t help be responsible for the way my body reacts.” I can already feel him growing harder so I give my ass another little wiggle. Before I can think I am on my back, my hands above my head, and Finn is positioned on top of me.
I can see his smirk in the darkness of the room.
“This what you want?” he asks, shifting his hips forward and I meet his thrust. Triggering a growl to escape him, Finn leans in closer and kisses along my jaw. “Missed me?” He knows the answer to that question. I always miss him.
It’s been a little over eight months since we moved in with each other.
We’ve fallen into the perfect routine, loving our shared space.
Lily and Rose roam freely together, us leaving the door that separates the space between Jillian’s place and ours.
But if I’m being honest Jillian’s the momma, they adore her and at the end of the day that is where they end up sleeping. I’m more like the fun aunt.
Finn drags his hand over my side and when he goes lower and finds I am wearing nothing beneath his T-shirt I’m wearing he slides up the material. “You had this planned,” he whispers and I nod, biting at his jaw.
I can feel him push his shorts down his thighs and I wait, wanting him so badly my body trembles.
Gripping his erection, he pushes forward and teases me.
“Next spring,” he says and for a moment I don’t register his words. I am too lost in the want and he holds my stare as I lift my hips, rubbing over him. Then when he doesn’t move, just watches me, I return his stare.
“What?”
“I think we should get married in the spring.” He tilts his head slightly.
“I know you found the ring in my drawer. I wasn’t trying to hide it sweetheart, I told you the day would come.
I’d marry you tomorrow if you were okay with going to the courthouse, but I also want to give you the big wedding with all our family and friends.
I want to celebrate us with everyone we love.
So I’m thinking that spring would be perfect.
Gives us time to get everything in line.
We can live a little longer in sin too.”
It’s then he pushes forward entering me and my eyes squeeze shut as I adjust to him.
I’m so in love with this man, and each day that loves grows stronger. He is my everything and I know I’m his. He never hides how he feels, not in front of anyone. He loves me loudly and that is something I will always treasure.
“Let’s take that ring out of its box and put it exactly where it belongs.” Finn kisses over my jaw before finding my mouth. “On your finger,” he adds, kissing me deeply. “I love you Sophie, and I’d love nothing more than to call you my wife.”
I grip his face and offer a whispered yes before pulling him back, kissing him again. He begins to move his hips, making love to me as we celebrate in the privacy of our room. He loves me gently, telling me over and over how much I mean to him.
I am lost, overwhelmed by the connection we share. It still hits me hard knowing that the way we began could have destroyed who we are now. Things could have gone differently. Things could have crumbled and our chance to be who we are now could have been stolen from us then.
I will be forever grateful for our second chance, because it’s all we needed to know that we belong together.
Finn Armstrong is the man I’m meant to love, and he makes it so easy to do!