Epilogue Two
Molly
Glancing at the clock, I’m starting to get annoyed. He should’ve been here an hour ago, but he texted me and said he got caught up in a traffic stop that Fish and Wildlife were called into.
I should be at my parents, ringing in the New Year with my brother and my best friend, but I ate dinner, and then I lied, saying that I didn’t feel well.
All so I could come home and wait for the man who’s been rocking my world for the better part of the last six months.
It’s not been easy. Not when our lives are so intensely enmeshed.
I’ve been lying a lot lately, and so has the man I’ve been seeing.
When he should be at work, he’s checking on me, and avoiding my brother, even though they know each other very well.
I’m twirling the ring on my finger and watching some stupid show on TV about the end of the year, when I see headlights in my driveway.
“It’s a damn good thing you didn’t take your good panties off, Molls,” I tell myself, as I get up and smooth my skirt down.
There’s a knock at my door, and since I’ve been raised in a family full of law enforcement officers, I know not to throw it open without checking who it is first.
“C’mon, Moll, let me in.”
Although I recognize the voice, and would do anything that man asked me to do, I still stand on my tiptoes and glance out.
When I see him standing there, still in uniform, I smirk, before unlocking it and throwing the door open. “It’s about damn time.”
“Sorry, had to help your uncle.”
Shoving the door shut, I wrap my arms around his neck and lean in for the kiss I’ve wanted all day. Right before his lips take mine, I say on a breath. “Hope you’re ready to ring in the New Year the right way, Dakota Keller.”