EPILOGUE
ONE YEAR LATER
EDEN
I rub a hand over my very pregnant belly as I look out at the winter wonderland before me after grabbing a snack in the kitchen. The last year has been the best year of my life, and I wouldn’t change a single thing about it. I’ve watched my son become the little boy he was always meant to be.
He’s so happy and loved that tears threaten to fall whenever I think about it. He started pre-K this year and he loves going to school. Not only is he a good student, but he’s a good friend. I know some of the friends he’s making now will be people he can count on for the rest of his life.
Watching him with Fletcher, who he happily and enthusiastically calls ‘daddy’, is the highlight of my days. I fell in love with Fletcher years ago, but there’s something special about falling in love with him all over again because of the way he loves our son.
And then there’s this pregnancy.
Fletcher hasn’t missed a single appointment and has become a little overprotective and overbearing, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. He’s kept his promise and has taken a picture of me in profile every single week.
We did get married in the spring and I found out he had already managed to get me pregnant right before our wedding. I meant what I said the day he asked me to marry him, and we moved to Limitless, we had already wasted too much time, and I didn’t want any more to pass us by.
I’ll be having our little girl soon and I can’t wait. Macklin is excited to be a big brother, but he’s not entirely sure about having a little sister. I can only laugh when he scrunches up his face and tells my belly how she better not be too girly and to like cowboys.
So much has been different about this pregnancy. Having a partner, a husband, a friend, who has my back is one of the biggest things. Fletcher is there for me at every turn, and he celebrates every change in my body. There are times when I find him looking at my belly with an awe I can feel in my soul.
I think Fletcher was right, we had to walk through life separately for a little while to really appreciate what we have together. I’ve made peace with our past and only look toward our future. The memories from back then stay with us, but they’ve been eclipsed in so many ways.
How can you live in the past when the present is so much sweeter?
Another huge change with this pregnancy is how sexy and in touch with my body I am. With Macklin I felt huge and completely unattractive. I hated the changes my body was going through, and I had zero sex drive. Now? I’d almost feel badly for Fletcher with how badly I want him, but he wants me the same way.
I look toward the office Fletcher put together for me and consider getting a little more work done. But I know I won’t, not now after I’ve thought about Fletcher and sex at the same time.
“Time to find my husband,” I murmur and look at the time.
We have a little while before Macklin gets out of school for the day. This is the first week back after winter break and I am thrilled he’s back in school. Finding moments alone during the holidays was not easy.
Knowing Fletcher, he’s probably in the barn checking on the horses. A lot of strong foals were born last breeding season and Fletcher has been focusing on the upcoming one to ensure the program he’s put together continues to put Limitless on the map.
I’m damn proud of my man.
When I open the barn door, Fletcher whirls around, surprise written on his face until he sees who it is. That surprise quickly turns into a look filled with heat and hunger.
I ignore him and move toward Buttercup. She nuzzles my belly while I give her love and coo at her. She was a hard nut to crack, and I know it was because disappearing from her life hurt her. It took time and effort on my part, but I showed the gorgeous horse I wasn’t going anywhere this time. Now, we’re back to being friends and it feels like everything is right in the world.
“Need something, Shooting Star?” Fletcher’s deep rumble comes from behind me, and I shiver.
“Yeah,” I murmur huskily as I turn around, “my husband.”
He grins at me and pulls me against his body when I step closer to him. With the belly between us it’s not as easy as it once was, but we still manage just fine.
Fletcher leads me to the other side of the barn, his grip possessive as he turns me and bends me slightly over some hay bales which are the perfect height for this. I grin over my shoulder and the wink he gives me tells me he knew I’d make my way out here at some point.
When his fingers slide under the thick fleece leggings I’m wearing and dive between my legs, he finds my already dripping wet pussy and lets out a groan. I gasp when he rips my leggings and thong down my legs and the colder air of the barn slides across my overheated skin.
The sound of my husband’s zipper is loud, but it only turns me on more. “This is going to be hard and fast, Eden,” there’s a warning in his voice, one I don’t need.
I pop my ass up a little and moan, “Please, Fletch, I need you.”
He groans, the sound traveling straight to my clit. It’s the only warning I get because in the next moment he’s balls deep inside of me. Filling me up completely, he pauses for a moment before his fingers tighten on my hips and he’s fucking me.
Every time he fills me up, I let out a moan, unable to keep quiet and not even trying to. “Oh yes,” I plead, “just like that.”
Fletcher leans over my back, his teeth nipping at my ear before he growls, “I’ll always give you what you need.”
I know he will. It’s why I went looking for him.
“I love you,” I mewl because I know what my words will do to him.
His fingers dig into my skin to the point I know they’ll leave little bruises behind. My husband loses all semblance of control as he fucks me hard and fast.
Just as I teeter on the edge, he snarls, “I love you, my Shooting Star.”
I topple over and am lost in everything that is this life. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I’m living my dreams, and I couldn’t be happier.