Zane’s Epilogue
ZANE’S EPILOGUE
Zane
Christmas Eve
I watch my girl in action as I hop off the snowmobile.
She’s helping some last-minute customers find their perfect tree.
The thing I love most about Sadie? The fact that she jumped in with both feet.
Nothing was beneath her. Not even coming out on the ATV, digging up trees, and running around the lodge when we were short staffed. She fits.
Everyone loves her, but not as much as me.
The happy couple and their little boy beam up at her adoringly. “Thank you, Sadie,” the dad coos. “You just saved Christmas.”
She grins back at them. “Well, now, you’re very welcome. And we’d love a review on the website if you get time over the holidays.”
She’s also now in charge of our social media and marketing.
Her focus in the off season will be putting packages together for the warmer months.
To say Sadie is revolutionizing the place is an understatement, and the family is in complete agreement.
It was never my sister’s dream to run the farm or the lodge, her real passion is becoming a vet, so Sadie will step up to fill her shoes when she goes back to finish school next year.
My girl isn’t going back to New York City.
It’s a decision she made all on her own, but I know it’s the right one. We belong together. She even moved out of the house over the holidays so we could ‘date’ properly. Moving in with her straight away is fine with me, I want to be with her 24/7. But I’m also willing to wait until she’s ready.
After the confrontation with Duncan fucking Stanley, I feel much better about things. We never speak of that asswipe anymore.
To think he’d even show his miserable face around here, and then I find out he’s my girl’s ex boyfriend? No surprise he cheated on her, too, that’s what he does, the sneaky fuck.
George sure looked the other way that night, as all best friends who are also cops do, while I sent him packing. The twist of fate is one I’ll never understand, but maybe that fate somehow brought me and Sadie closer together.
I love her. Hook, line and sinker, I’m hers.
As the family takes off back to the car, I head her way. She waves at me as I approach.
“Well, hello handsome.”
I grin, bending to kiss her chastely as I thumb behind me. “Hello, yourself.”
“Did you come all the way out here to watch me dig up one of your precious babies?”
“No, because you’d never use the words ‘dig up’ when you really mean transplant.”
“We’re getting all technical now, are we, Boss?” She smiles and waves as the family drives off while we prepare their tree.
“I bet they don’t know what your real talents are,” I mutter, brushing her hair back off her face. “I’m dyin’ to recreate that first night in the stables again.”
“Z, we’re at work!” She swats at me, but it’s half-hearted. “Nobody’s around.”
“We’ll freeze out here.”
Zeus made a full recovery after that night we slept in the stables. His medicine kicked in, and he came back strong after plenty of rest. You’d never think anything had been wrong with him now.
I nod to the little shed that houses some spare equipment. “Snow’s fallin’ sweetheart, we either take shelter, or we take shelter and fuck.”
“Z!”
I nuzzle into her neck. “I guess we better not keep that family waitin’. Aren’t they heading back to the office?”
She pulls me back by the lapels of my jacket, it’s something I’ve grown to love about her. I could write a book on all the things, but nobody’s got time for that.
“No, they’re coming back in a few hours, they had to go make some of the shops before they close tonight.”
“Let me guess, you told them all about Butterfingers?”
“Amongst other things, yes.”
“Such a do-gooder.”
“Not all the time.” Her hand reaches down between us and palms my dick through my pants.
I grunt, taking the shovel from her hands. “You’re askin’ for trouble, Manhattan.”
“I think we need to take shelter,” she purrs, squeezing my cock.
“Fuck.” She doesn’t have to ask me twice.
I pick her up in my arms, carrying her unceremoniously toward the tool shed to ‘take shelter.’
“You’re determined to give me frostbite in my ass,” she mutters in between kisses.
“I can’t help it, when I see you with a shovel, it does things to me.”
We don’t undress, just enough to get our pants down as I cup her mound and groan. “You've been holdin’ out for a while,” I mutter. “Can’t deal with that.”
“We’re dating,” she pants. “When people date, they don’t have sex.”
“That’s stupid.”
“Not really, but we did do everything in reverse.”
“Well, you shouldn’t have looked so fucking cute that night I was tending to my sick horse.”
“I love how you blame me, Clarry.”
I chuckle, bumping her hips as I tease her clit with my tip. “Funny. We’ve gotta be quick just in case anyone comes.”
“Famous last words. If you stopped yapping and worked as much as you talk, we’d be done by now,” she throws back at me. “Anyway, foreplay is overrated when you’re in a hurry.”
I lift her higher, her ass resting on the shelf, conveniently located at waist height.
“Well, I’m glad you said that.” I pump my hips, tapping her clit over and over with the head of my dick. Faster and faster, until she’s withering underneath me. “Because I don’t intend on holding back.”
She’s gloriously still coming when I shift and slide my cock inside her to the hilt.
“Z,” she cries. “Oh, god.”
“Forget how big I am?”
“Yes, actually,” she pants. “I’ve missed this.”
“No more of your stupid rules.”
“What about your stupid rules when I first got here?”
I slide out, just my tip inside her. “Are we gonna fight, or are we gonna fuck, Princess?”
She grabs my ass and juts my hips so I thrust back into her. “Shut up and do me, Lawless.”
I chuckle. “That’s my girl.”
We’re insane. But this is how she makes me. We’re in the storage shed, having sex when we’re meant to be at work. While the snow picks up and the wind howls, we go at it like a couple of starved lovers.
“Zane,” she cries. “Oh, oh, oh!” She comes all over my dick as I slam in and out of her rough and hard.
“So good,” I mutter. “I missed you in my bed. Mindy doesn’t like us bein’ apart.”
“You’re right, she doesn’t.”
“So you’ll move back in?”
“Y-yes,” she pants.
I kiss her hard, my tongue sliding into her mouth. I love her more than life itself.
“Not gonna last,” I mutter. “Not with you just makin’ my Christmas the best one I’ve ever had.”
“I love you, Zane.”
I kiss her neck, biting gently around her soft skin. “I love you, Sadie. I need you so fucking much.”
She throws her head back and cries out my name as I still, spilling inside her as she grips my ass with both hands. I love it when she does that.
We’re both a panting mess when we’re done. “Jesus,” she mutters when I pull out and spill everywhere. “I didn’t bring tissues.”
I pull her panties up, patting between her legs. “You get to walk around like that for the rest of the day.”
“Z!”
“Don’t Z me, pretty girl, those are the rules.”
She playfully rolls her eyes, then pulls me closer. “I think maybe we have time for another round? If you don’t yabber the entire time.”
“Funny.” We kiss and my dick stirs once more. I haven’t even tucked myself back in and she’s already grabbing at me. “So needy, aren’t we, city girl?”
“I’m not a city girl any longer,” she sings. “I’m a country girl now. Your girl.”
I cup her face. “Nothin’ has made me happier.”
“You’re not really a grump, you know that?”
I grin against her mouth. “My Christmas present came early.”
She laughs. “I guess it did for both of us.”