Epilogue
EPILOGUE
BELLA
Laying on my bed in a cute white lingerie set that Henry bought me, I wait patiently for my man to return home. Cradling my bump, I sigh in blissful happiness. I never knew you could be this happy. Never knew that the stories and happily ever afters I read in my books do actually come true.
A lot has happened in the last four months, Clarissa and Henry finally divorced and the last I heard she was working in some run-down publishing house the other side of the city and I believe she is still with Tony, the copy guy.
I mean, if she’s happy, that’s all that matters right?
Henry found out that she had been having an affair through most of their marriage with different guys, but Tony was just the last one she got her claws into.
I hear the door to the bedroom open and Henry’s eyes find mine, sparkling when he sees me.
“Well, don’t you look pretty,” he smirks, walking towards me and kissing me on the lips before bending down and kissing my bump. “You look beautiful pregnant,” he murmurs against my skin just as his lips brush down across my pelvis and between my thighs.
“I’ve missed you.” I whisper just as he pulls my satin thong to the side and swipes his tongue through my lips, circling my clit.
“And I’ve missed you,” he rasps as he lifts his lips then focuses all of his attention on me as I come on his tongue before he fucks two more orgasms out of me. “Marry me, become my wife,” he pants as he fills my pussy.
“Yes, always yes,” I whisper before he makes me come undone one last time.
We lay in bed, tangled in sheets with my head resting on his chest when my phone pings. Lifting my head up, Henry passes me it and I see a message from Harper.
Taking it from him, I sit up and unlock my phone.
Harper
Girls, anyone got any gynaecologist recommendations!?
Me
What the fuck has happened?
The End