Epilogue
Say cheese.” Cash aimed his camera at his posing family.
“Cheese!” Sable and Clover called over the chatter of the busy Italian street, and Cash snapped a few photos before casually swinging his aim upwards to capture shots of the security cameras hiding within the house’s elaborate design.
“Beautiful,” he said as his family rejoined him. “You guys look great.”
“Can I see?” Sable asked. “I want to make sure I’m not squinting.”
Cash angled the viewer at her and clicked through the images showing the building’s surveillance.
“Oh, perfect.” She smiled at him. “You got my good side.”
“Every side is your good side.” Cash playfully slapped her ass.
“Dad, do you want a picture with Mom?” Clover asked as he gestured toward the camera.
To the boy, this summer trip to Italy was merely a vacation.
Sable’s most recent client had a falling out with a family member, and as a result, their relative was refusing to return their priceless sculpture.
The client hired Rabbit’s Foot Consulting to recover it, and since this was a safe and simple job, they’d turned this into their first family vacation.
Cash was helping Sable with the recon, but his son was in the dark about their real purpose here.
He assumed their time was all museums, gelato, and pizza, and it mostly was.
This job was something Sable could do in her sleep, yet she’d allotted two weeks for it.
“Sure. Thanks, buddy.” Cash handed Clover the camera and captured Sable in his arms. She’d legally adopted his son right before this trip, and to hear his boy call his soulmate mom was a moment worthy of a photo.
“Cheese on three?” Cash asked as they posed.
“No!” Clover called. “Kiss her!”
“I thought you didn’t like it when I kissed your mom,” Cash teased.
They had an ongoing family joke about his and Sable’s PDA.
When he and Sable made their relationship official, Clover started making comments every time they touched.
They’d assumed he was uncomfortable by his father’s sudden affection for a woman, but he just liked to heckle them.
When they asked if they should refrain in front of him, he’d cried and made them promise to always stay in love.
He didn’t want them to get divorced like one of his classmate’s parents, and while Cash and Sable weren’t technically married yet, Clover didn’t see the difference.
They were Mom and Dad. They had the soulmate bond, and it had trickled down to him as a parent bond.
He didn’t want Sable going anywhere, and he enjoyed seeing a healthy relationship playing out before him after eleven years of living with a single father.
“You can kiss her for the photo,” Clover said.
“Did you hear that, babe?” Cash winked at Sable. “We can kiss for the photo.”
“How generous of him,” she teased.
“We better seize this opportunity.” Cash wrapped his arms around her waist and dipped her with a kiss as the camera captured their love.
“This security system will be a piece of cake,” Peter said, the phone on speaker so they could work while they planned, and Cash and Sable sat on the floor of their Italian Villa surrounded by their reconnaissance.
“The upside of working a job in the private sector,” her partner continued.
“People are not nearly as prepared as businesses. Honestly, Sable, you don’t need my help.
The cameras are only pointed at the streets and doors. ”
“Because everyone always forgets to look up,” Sable said.
“If you enter from the roof, they’ll never see you coming,” Peter said. “And we all know how you love your rooftops. The alarms are connected to the doors but not the second-story windows. You’ll slip in no problem.”
“That’s what we thought, but we wanted you to confirm,” Sable said.
“You’ll be fine. It’ll probably be too easy for you, but a paycheck is a paycheck,” her partner said.
Sable hadn’t given up her thieving ways.
She’s simply redirected them, and she and Peter now owned a consulting and recovery business.
Companies around the world hired them to test their security and provide solutions for the weaknesses Sable found.
She also recovered stolen art and artifacts, and in some instances, family heirlooms seized by arguing relatives.
“What about the statue itself?” Sable asked. “Is there security inside the house monitoring it?”
“No,” Peter said. “It’s a residential residence. The cameras are only outside.”
“It’s like they want to be robbed,” Cash chuckled.
“In their defense, they’re expecting their family to come after the statue, not The Rabbit’s Foot,” Peter said.
“Seems like she doesn’t need my help,” Cash said.
“But I want it.” Sable reached over and squeezed his knee. “It’s fun having you participate in this aspect of my life.”
“It is, even if it feels weird. I’m used to protecting art from thieves, not stealing it.” He lifted her hand from his leg and kissed her knuckles. “
“Careful, Sable,” Peter said. “You might corrupt your honorable Fae guard here.”
“That’s the plan.” She rose to her knees and crawled across the carpet.
“All right, I’ll let you guys go since it’s late over there,” Peter said. “Call me if you need help with the security, and have fun.”
“We will.” Cash hung up her phone as he watched her crawl closer. “We most definitely will.”
Cash slid his fingers through Sable’s hair and pulled her into a searing kiss.
She moaned against his lips, and that was all the invitation he needed.
He dragged her into his arms and rolled her to her back on the carpet, savoring the way she tugged him down with her.
He loved this woman more than humanly possible, but something about the Italian air made her irresistible.
He didn’t know if it was the vacation glow, the summer dresses, or the ancient romance consuming the city, but he’d been struck by Cupid’s arrow all over again.
And not the special forces Fae warrior Cupid he’d served with who was the ferocious defender of romance.
No, it was the fictional cherub who had him falling head over heels with his soulmate again.
“Thief is a good look on you,” Sable gasped as he slid his hand up her thigh and shoved her panties aside. “Turning you dangerous and hungry.”
“You in these sundresses are what’s making me starving.
” Cash made quick work of removing his clothes, but when Sable reached to tug the dress off, he grabbed her hands and pushed them away.
“No.” He lowered himself between her thighs and hiked her skirt up.
“Leave it on. These dresses are driving me crazy. I want to fuck you in it.”
“We never make it to a bed, do we?” she moaned as he yanked her shoulder strap down so hard that her breast spilled out of the fabric, perfect pink nibble begging for his attention.
“It’s a good thing.” Cash sucked the nipple into his mouth, rolling his tongue around the peak until she was writhing beneath him. “It means that I can’t wait to have you.” And with that, he thrust inside her.
She was soaking wet and desperate, and they fell silent as they kissed and moaned and fucked.
She came so hard that her back arched off the carpet, and Cash rolled over, settling her on top of him.
He wanted to watch her take his swollen cock in that beautiful dress, and he shoved her skirt up to her waist so he could see where they were joined.
He loved how her pussy stretched around him, and understanding his meaning, Sable yanked the other strap off her shoulder.
Her clothed breast sprung free, and she pinched her nipples with a sharp intake of breath.
“Fuck, little rabbit, I’m going to come too fast if you don’t stop that,” he groaned. The sight of her pussy split open on his cock had him embarrassingly close to exploding already.
“Come inside me, Cash.” Her pace sped up as she rode him. “Fill me, please. I want to finish with your cum inside me.”
“You’re a filthy little thief, aren’t you?” He gripped her hips for dear life.
“For you I am.”
“And for only me,” he growled.
“Only you, sir.” Her pussy tightened as her climax built, and she tugged her nipples so hard they turned bright pink and swollen, and Cash lost all control. He roared as he emptied inside her, and he thought he might pass out from the euphoria.
“You like it when I breed you, don’t you, little rabbit?” He pressed his thumb against her clit, and her entire body convulsed. “You love when my cum fills you until you’re so full that you’re leaking.”
“Yes, sir.” She was practically incoherent with need.
“Take it, baby. Take it all.”
“Please. Oh my god!” She started to scream, and Cash yanked her against him, kissing her to keep her silent.
“That’s it,” he groaned into her mouth. “Come on my cock.”
“Oh god.” She grabbed his head and slid her fingers through his hair.
“Oh my god, Cash, I love you.” She collapsed against him as her orgasm receded, her forehead falling against his chest as her pussy milked him for every last drop.
“I love you so much,” she whispered as she slipped her arms around his neck.
“This trip has you relaxed and ready to go at a moment’s notice, and I’m in my glory. ”
“I was worried I was wearing you out,” he chuckled, brushing her sweaty hair off her forehead.
“Not at all,” Sable said. “I really love you. I know I keep saying it, but my emotions for you are too much.”
“Feel my heartbeat.” Cash shifted her until her ear rested on his chest. “That’s what you do to me. Your love has my heart ready to explode out of my body. Meeting you was the best day of my life after learning Clover was my son. I am going to love you for the rest of my extremely long life.”
“You better.” She sat up and playfully slapped his pecks.
“Oh, I plan—”
A knock at their villa’s front door interrupted them, and both of them froze.