Another Epilogue
A little after that
By now, most women have met enough players, enough guys who don’t ever want to settle down. I suppose that’s fine. There’s a time and a place for everyone.
As for me, I knew what I wanted from the first night I met Mia. I wanted her, and for more than one night.
But you don’t always get what you want just because you’re ready for it. Even though I like to think I’m easygoing, laid-back—hell, even normal—I discovered I had my own baggage.
I had to let go of what I thought I needed—proximity—before I could get it.
I needed to be willing to take what I could get. When I fell in love with Mia, the problem I had to solve was learning that she was worth the distance, worth the miles, worth the wait.
Now I have everything I could ever have imagined and then some. Sometimes, you just have to say why the hell not? and go after the life you want to lead.
That’s what I have now. A great job, fantastic friends, a healthy family, a cat who isn’t like any other cat, and a woman I’ve pitched my tent with.
Speaking of tents, I’ve made good on my promise to introduce Mia to the true joys of camping. We’ve spent many nights under the Milky Way, and I make sure she always sees stars.
If you catch my drift.
After all, we both like camping best . . . with our particular style.