Epilogue - Warren
Five Years Later
“Shirt off.” Marigold hands me a copy of her latest romance manuscript. It’s become a tradition for me to read the story back to her while I’m shirtless before she decides whether it’s ready to be uploaded or needs any revisions.
Our three children are staying with Aspen and Wilder for the weekend—free lifetime babysitting is the price they’re paying for making Marigold, and I do all the work for their wedding.
“Am I a mountain man, a biker, or a hockey player in this one? I want to make sure I get the character right.” I raise an eyebrow at Marigold, knowing how turned on she gets when I read to her.
“You’re actually a hockey-playing mountain man.” She settles on the couch next to me.
I glance at the front cover of the manuscript, and the title, Icing the Pucking Mountain Man, stares back at me. “Two for the price of one.” I tease, bringing a soft blush to her cheeks.
“If you’re not careful, next time I’ll make you a hockey-playing orc, mountain man, cowboy.” She swings a leg over my thighs and straddles my lap. “Now read.” She grinds her hips down into my lap, causing us both to moan.
“I know you’re just joking about writing a hockey-playing orc mountain man cowboy, but I’m pretty sure your readers would eat it up.”
“Who said I’m joking?” Knowing my wife, I’m sure she has exactly that planned for her next romance series.
I flip to the first page, realizing that whenever she reads my manuscript out loud to me, she doesn’t take her shirt off.
Next time.
In our first year as a couple, Marigold persuaded me to write a book of my own. I chose to write a murder mystery, and now I’ve made it onto the bestseller charts just like her. That’s something else I never would have done without her by my side as my wife and partner.
“I love you, Marigold.”
“I love you, too, Warren.” She stops squirming in my lap long enough to give me a deep kiss.
“Alright, you’d better settle in and get comfortable. By the way you’re grinding on me, this book must have a ton of sex scenes.”
-The End-
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Mountain Man’s Secret Crush – Junie I can’t imagine dating anyone else. Still, I don’t want to hurt David’s feelings.
“I’m sorry, David. I already have a date.” It’s not exactly a lie. As soon as Brooks picks up his cookies, I’m going to ask him out.
“I figured. A woman as pretty as you probably has all the guys falling at your feet.” With a sad smile, he places his order.
Still in shock over his sweet comment, I go through the motions of collecting his payment and giving him his change before he steps aside, waiting for Brynnlee to finish boxing his order.
My heart races when I see Brooks and Molly step to the front of the line. I was so busy trying not to hurt David’s feelings I didn’t notice them come in. But before I can say anything, Cassi Martin, with her perfect hair and perfect body, steps in front of Brooks, stopping his movements.
“Brooks, hon, I was wondering if you'd like to go to the summer festival with me tomorrow.” Her perfect fake eyelashes flutter prettily as she waits for his answer.
I can’t take my eyes off Brooks, even holding my breath, waiting for his answer. Out of the corner of my eye, I think I see Molly shake her head and pull on his arm.
The silence stretches out, making my heart thump so loudly that I’m almost sure the entire room can hear it racing, until the one word I never thought could tear my world apart escapes from Brook’s mouth.
“Sure.”