Epilogue – Owen
One Year Later
“Iknow, Mrs. Squirrel. I’m not happy with my husband’s timing either for knocking me up, so I’m eight months pregnant in the middle of the hottest part of the summer, just like you.”
I glance at my wife, who's carrying on a surprisingly two-sided conversation with a heavily pregnant squirrel. Every time Lyra says something, the female squirrel chimes in with her chirpy little squirrel gibberish.
It’s the middle of July, a hot summer day, but Lyra insisted on spending the day by the river where we first met, for our one-year anniversary of when we met.
We got married at the winery almost exactly three months to the day after we first met.
I wanted to marry her sooner, but the winery was booked until then.
“Are you and Mrs. Squirrel planning a rebellion?” I take a seat on the flannel blanket next to Lyra, trying not to get distracted by her naked breasts, because, of course, she is topless. I haven’t been able to keep a bikini top on her since I met her, which is fine by me—she has amazing breasts.
“Something like that.” With my help, she curls up against me, our baby cradled safely within her. “We were talking about baby names.” She runs her hand over my chest, then down to my abdomen.
“Oh, really? What names did you come up with, Snow?” I love watching her face light up when I call her that—it reminds me of our instant attraction to each other all those months ago.
“I was thinking of Doc, Grumpy, Happy, Sleepy, Bashful, Sneezy, or Dopey, my personal favorite, but Mrs. Squirrel talked me out of it.”
“Is that right?” I run my hand over her hair, the sound of the river relaxing me, expecting her to say, Huntsman. Instead, she surprises me.
“I was thinking David for a boy and Emma for a girl.” My heart nearly bursts with happiness—she chose my parents' names.
“I love you, Lyra.” I place my hand under her chin and tip her head back, then press a soft kiss to her lips.
“I love you, too, Owen.” She sighs into my mouth, making me the happiest man alive and the most grateful for turning my lonely heart into one filled with love and happiness.
-The End-