Epilogue #2
I smile back. How the hell is this my life? How did I get so lucky? I walk into the hallway to help the girls clean up their room. It’ll only be a disaster again once Juniper gets here. She’s a freaking whirlwind in human form.
“Elliot?” Seraphine calls just as I round the corner. I pop my head back into our bedroom to find her smiling.
“Yeah?”
“My water just broke.” Her smile grows, and my heart flips.
Everything is chaos for the next hour while I grab everything needed to get to the hospital. You’d think we’d be prepared by now, but nope. Of course not.
Harrison and Tabitha show up in just enough time to stay with the girls. I race Seraphine to the hospital, and it takes less than three hours for our baby to come into the world.
“Congratulations, Daddy, you have another girl,” the doctor says, handing me off the tiniest bundle. No matter how many times I’ve done this, I can still never believe that my babies are so small, so fragile. But she’s by far the smallest one yet.
I sit on the edge of the bed beside Seraphine, so we can share this moment together. Soon enough, the girls will be here, and it’ll be chaos all over again. Not that I’m complaining, because I love it. It keeps me young for sure.
“You did it again, sweetness. She’s perfect.”
Her hand rests on my forearm. “We made her together.”
“Yeah, we did,” I say, looking down at my beautiful sleeping girl. She has a head full of dark hair, just like her sisters did.
“What do you want to name her?” Seraphine asks.
“I like Addison,” I say. “It’s cute. Sweet.”
We’ve been going back and forth over names for the last couple of months. Girl names and boy names since we didn’t know what we were having. We waited with each one of them, not knowing until they came out.
“Addison is perfect,” Seraphine says.
“Just like you.” She smiles, then rests back, closing her eyes. I kiss her forehead and whisper, “I love you.”
Life is good, life is perfect. It’s exactly what I’ve always wanted. It’s all that I need.
Seraphine
One year later…
“Can you believe it?” Elliot says softly, putting his arms around my waist. I stare into Amelia’s room, watching her sleep.
“No, I can’t,” I say honestly.
“First day of school tomorrow.”
I shake my head, feeling tears in my eyes.
My girls are my life. They’re so special to me, which I guess is how most mom’s feel.
Sometimes I think I’m doing an awful job, but I try my hardest to make them happy and teach them to be good people.
I’m grateful for Elliot and couldn’t imagine my life without him.
“Soon enough, Addison will be going off to her first day…”
“Don’t worry, we’ll have more so it’ll keep happening.”
I huff out a laugh, turning in his arms. “Don’t be crazy.”
“We said we wanted a big family.”
“Three daughters and a stepson is enough for me…” I say, trying to keep a straight face. It’s a running joke in our family now. Harrison is technically my stepson. It’s weird when I think about it, so I just choose not to. This is our family, it’s a little strange, but we make it work.
“Nope. I think we need more,” Elliot says, kissing my neck.
“You’re not the one who has to push them out, so you would say that.”
“But I do have to deal with the mood swings and middle of the night cravings.”
I laugh, recalling how when I was pregnant with Addison I would wake up in the middle of the night craving the most random things and cry if I didn’t get them.
“You poor thing,” I say, lifting up to kiss him.
“I’m slowly healing.”
I laugh a little too loudly and bury my face in his chest, so I don’t wake the girls.
“Come on.” I take his hand, and we move down the hallway. “Let me make it up to you.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice.”
I close the door to our bedroom, locking it. I make sure the baby monitor is on before walking back to my husband and tugging his pants down and dropping to my knees. He’s already hard for me, as he usually is. I love how much he still wants me, all the time.
Things have been amazing these last six years, and I wouldn’t change a thing. Everything happens for a reason, and it all worked out. My life is perfect. I’m so lucky.
“Fuck, your mouth…” I suck him to the back of my throat, digging my fingers into his thighs to hold him in place while I try to go deeper. “Yes, yes… just like that.”
I gag around him and release him to suck in a breath.
Before I can take him into my mouth again, he’s lifting me up and tossing me onto the bed.
Elliot flips me over, lifting my ass into the air and burying his face in it.
I press my face to the mattress to stifle my moans as he licks everywhere he can reach.
It drives me insane, and I’m coming all too quickly.
“How do you always do that?” I pant out, looking at him over my shoulder. His pants are full off now, and his face is glistening with my cum.
His answer is to grin and pull me closer to him so he can slide inside me—bare.
“Elliot,” I breathe out, grinding against him.
“Yeah, sweetness?”
“You feel so good…”
He runs his hands up and down my back before leaning down to kiss my spine. “So do you. It’s why we have so many kids.”
He pulls out and goes back in slowly. He does this a few times, groaning deeply before starting to move faster and fuck me harder. It’s exactly why we have so many kids. Once he’s in me, he just feels so good, and I don’t want him to stop.
Elliot holds onto my hips and slams into me, fucking so hard I know I’ll feel it tomorrow, and I’m perfectly fine with that. Our sex life is still so good, even with three kids. It’s amazing, really.
“Going to come,” he tells me, and I whimper in response, loving the way it feels when he comes inside me. He grunts his release, dick pulsing. His forehead rests on my back, his hot breath fanning across my skin.
“That could have done it,” he says with a chuckle. I shake my head as he pulls out, his cum dripping down my thighs. He brings over a damp towel from our en suite and cleans me up, then helps me get into a pair of panties to sleep in.
“You really want more kids?” I ask.
“Absolutely. I mean, look at them. They’re all so beautiful and perfect.”
I smile as I go to the door to unlock it and open it.
“They really are though.”
We get into bed, and I slide over to lie with him. He kisses my forehead.
“I love you, Seraphine. So much.”
“I love you too, Elliot. Honestly, I can’t believe this is our life.”
He chuckles sleepily. “Well, you better believe it, because it’s real.”
Which makes me the luckiest person in the world. My life could not be any better than it is right now.