Epilogue
Rose
A little over a year later
I can't believe you blindfolded me," I say, sitting in the back seat of the truck. "Am I being kidnapped ?"
"Yes," Knox says, his voice serious. "We're kidnapping you to the house we built you with our own hands ."
"I'm just saying ."
"We want you to be surprised," Logan says easily, as the truck slows. "And we're hoping it's a good surprise ."
"If this is two old singlewide trailers duct-taped together, that'll be a bad surprise," I say .
I shift uncomfortably in my seat and hope we're close. It hasn't been all that long, but sitting in a car for much more than ten minutes at this stage makes my back start acting up .
Also, I have to pee. Again .
But then, the truck slows to a stop. I unbuckle myself carefully and open the door, trying to get out on my own, blindfold and all .
"Whoa, what do you think you're doing?" Knox's voice asks as he catches me by the elbows .
"I can get out of a car," I grumble .
"You're blindfolded," he points out .
"And whose fault is that ?"
He doesn't answer, just leans forward and kisses my nose, then guides me gently out of the truck. Actually, I'm glad he's there. It's further to the ground than I remembered .
With one of them on either side, they lead me a few more steps, then stop. Logan puts his arm around my shoulders and kisses my temple, while Knox slides his arm around my waist. Or at least where my waist used to be .
It's currently an enormous bump that kicks sometimes .
"Okay, now you can open your eyes," Logan says .
I blink, then gasp .
It's a two-story log cabin. Both stories have balconies on the front, and the whole thing is perfect and rustic all at once, like it's from a country living magazine .
"You like it?" Knox asks, anxiously .
"You guys," I whisper, putting on hand on my belly. "I love it ."
I'm tearing up. I tear up at everything these days, but I think I'd tear up at this even without the hormones .
I knew they were building it, but I was picturing a bigger version of the cabin where we live now — nice enough, perfectly functional, cozy. It's nothing spectacular, but it's home .
But this . This is spectacular and jaw dropping, even if they finished it a month late. I'll admit that I was worried we'd be moving when my water broke or something .
"Come on, we'll give you the tour," Logan says, and takes my hand. Knox's arm is still around me, protectively .
They've always been protective, but it's ramped up in the past six months.
When I first realized I was pregnant — and yeah, I'm one of those girls who never kept very good track of her periods, so I was almost two months in before I finally figured it out — I was terrified to tell them.
True, we hadn't exactly been using protection, but a baby ?
It's big. Huge. Crazy huge .
But they were ecstatic. I think Knox nearly cried with happiness, and I was more relieved than I could even say, because the second the pregnancy test showed positive, I was already in love with it .
And, because there was no way we could have a baby in the cabin, they built a house. Not to mention that ever since the moment I started to show, they've both been completely crazed with lust, and the bigger I get, the hornier they are .
Even though right now, eight months in, I'm so gigantic that I can barely roll over in bed, so I don't think I'm all that great at sex .
"This is the living room," Logan starts, showing me a room with cathedral ceilings and tall windows. "Those are double-paned, so it'll keep the heat in during the winter, and through here is the kitchen ..."
They show me the whole house, room by room, pointing out the little things they added that they think I'll like. We head upstairs — slowly, in my case — and the very last room they show me is the master bedroom .
"We have a surprise," Logan says .
I raise my eyebrows .
"We got one piece of furniture already," Knox admits .
Logan pushes the door open, and inside is the biggest bed I've ever seen. Knox stands behind me, one arm around me, one slung protectively over my big belly .
"You up for trying it out?" he asks, his mouth close to my ear .
My entire body sparks to life .
"We should definitely make sure it works," I agree .
He grins, then picks me up and carries me to our bed, putting me down very gently. Logan's already there, and he sits behind me, nuzzling my neck, his hands on my belly as well .
"I can't fucking wait to be inside you," he whispers, still dirty as hell, pulling the skirt I'm wearing up my legs. "I love you, Rose ."
I kiss Knox slowly, his hands gentle on my sore, swollen breasts .
"I love you too," he murmurs .
"I love you both," I say .
Then they take me at the same time on our new bed, and everything is perfect .