Epilogue Jaxon
She’s more beautiful every damn day. Her hair isn’t red anymore. It’s pure white and curls around her pale cheeks, flushed pink with excitement. Her green eyes have a little network of lines around them but it doesn’t make them sparkle any less.
And her curves? A little more abundant. A little rounder, more womanly.
But those curves gave us love and life with our two children.
Rayne and Sunny giggle as they help their mother make dinner. Our two daughters are the very picture of their mom. Soft rusty red curls, green eyes that shimmer in the soft light.
She’s wearing a sleeveless shirtdress that skims her curves and the burgundy color lights up her cheeks with an ethereal glow.
She’s still just as stunning as the day I met her.
“Hey, dad. Mom said that since you’re the young guy here you should be able to open the jar for us.”
They’re teasing me. I know they are. I’m only six years older than my wife. She’s still ravishing at sixty. Still takes my breath away.
But she does love to mess with me. And I welcome it every day. As long as she’s with me.
“I’ll get it right now.”
I grab the candles and the lighter to light the candles on the cake too. Both my daughters come out snickering.
“Call the fire department, Mom. Dad’s doing a bonfire again.”
My girls laugh and Aspen glares at me. “You’re very bad.” She leans in and whispers so softly that the girls can’t hear. “You better watch it or you won’t be touching me for awhile there, Jax. I know you don’t want that.”
Shaking my head, I grunt and then head over to open the jar of pickles and grab the burgers off the counter where they’ve been covered and waiting.
We sit down and my wife blows out the candles, throwing her head back and laughing as the girls tease her. The candles light up her eyes and her smile and my breath stops.
I look around at the dog sleeping in the corner and the girls, miniatures of their beautiful mother and I can’t help but think that I’m a lucky motherfucker.
I’m living the dream. Living the best life I could ever have.
And it’s all because of her. My angel. My Red. My home.
Mine. Forever.
THE END