Epilogue
KATIE
Six years later…
Robert’s voice tickles my thighs. He said something, but I’m too caught up in what he’s doing to know what it was.
“What did you say?”
I look down as Robert moves his tongue off my clit, his face gleaming with my arousal.
“I said ‘happy anniversary.” He licks his lower lip. “It was six-years ago today when I took you back to the penthouse and the rest of our life began.”
I smile and spread my legs wider as he moves on top of me, making room for him to slide inside.
Twenty-four years old. I can’t believe it. Six years of making love to the most gorgeous man on Earth, and every day still feels like the first.
Most people would never believe the story behind our relationship, so we mostly just tell everyone we met on a dating app.
Ironically, Robert and me getting together actually ended up strengthening the families in the same way my marriage to Kyle would have. Needless to say, my dad was thrilled. After he got over the fact that I was dating someone basically his age.
That took him a few weeks.
Robert’s relationship with Kyle is still strained, but there’s been improvement.
Now that he doesn’t have an unlimited supply of money and can’t live like he’s Leonardo DiCaprio, he’s actually started to work for a living.
He opened up his own shipping company five years ago, and it’s been steadily growing ever since.
Robert and I got married two months after the family meeting. We didn’t want to wait, but we also wanted to be sure I had a ring on my finger when the baby came. And seven months after the ceremony, I gave birth to our son, Robert Junior. Or as we call him, Bobby.
It turns out Deena wasn’t lying about having met someone either, a Southern guy named Charles, who ended up becoming a lawyer. She’s been with him ever since, and I have a feeling a proposal is around the corner.
“Goddamn, baby, I want to be inside you all the time.”
“So retire,” I tease, grinding my hips back against him. “And we’ll hire a baby-sitter.”
I’m kidding, of course. I love being a mom and looking after my son.
“It’s still almost impossible to hold out when I fuck you.” Robert growls and grabs my breasts, rutting so deep I have to cover my mouth with both hands. “This pussy feels so good.”
He thrusts faster, at just the right angle that he knows I love.
At the same time, he rocks his hips so the base of his abs teases my clit, sending an overload of sensation through my body.
The combination has me right on the edge.
And when he presses his mouth to mine and I taste myself on his tongue, I lose all control.
“That’s it, angel,” he grunts. “Let me feel that pussy come.”
His cock twitches, and he floods me with his hot, sticky seed. I went on the pill after Bobby was born, just so we could see what life was like with a child. But recently, I went off again. And I have a feeling it won’t be long before my belly starts to swell and we’re getting the nursery ready.
My phone buzzes on the bedside table.
“That’ll be Deena and Charles,” I say. “I was supposed to have started dinner.”
Charles grins. “Oops.”
“Yeah, oops,” I laugh, smacking him playfully on the chest. “That’s your fault.”
“My fault!?”
“If you hadn’t pulled my dress up when I was cutting the asparagus—”
“Yeah, well if you hadn’t looked so damn sexy in that dress,” he replies. “Then maybe I could have controlled myself.”
The phone buzzes again.
“All right!” I yell at it as I sit up.
We both groan as Robert slips out of me.
It’s been six years since I last saw Clarice—when she accused me of not knowing what I want to do with my life. But if I ever do see her again, I’ll tell her.
My life’s calling is being a mother. Being a wife. Taking care of my child and pleasing my husband. I’ve even gotten into writing cozy mysteries. I’m going to publish my first one online soon. I’m excited, but also terrified that people won’t like it.
“They’ll love it,” Robert keeps telling me. “You’re an incredible author.”
People thought they could plan my life for me. But when I finally got to choose, this is what I chose.
And to think that I was once worried I’d never meet a man.
But we found each other.
And against all odds, we also found our happily ever after.
THE END