Epilogue
A NEW HOME
Stefan
It doesn’t take long for my place to fill up. Hayes brings his telescope and sets it on the rooftop balcony, since, yes, I have one too. We’ll definitely make ample use of that for stargazing and other nighttime activities. Daytime activities, too, come to think of it.
Ivy brings all her clothes, and I have to make room in the main bedroom closet for them, adding a new hanging rack, which gives me the chance to break out my toolbox, which gives Ivy the chance to watch me hammer.
She stands in the doorway, studying me with eager eyes.
“So you like your men to wield hockey sticks and hammers?”
“Yes. Yes, I do,” she says.
“Good. I’ll keep doing both.”
We bring over Roxy’s collection of bandanas and set up a cubby for her by the front door. Then, I indulge and buy her a literal fuck-ton of beds.
Yes, it looks much more like home with a dog bed in every room. But the little critter still manages to sleep on the Alaskan king every night. Smart girl. It’s just more fun to stretch out in a big bed.
Once Ivy’s out of her apartment, Jackson’s boyfriend moves in, and I know it makes Ivy happy that her friend wasn’t left hanging with the rent.
As for Hayes’s place, I’ll find someone to lease the penthouse to soon.
With that rooftop garden, and all the opportunities it affords for naked sports, it’ll go fast.
For now, when I come home from the arena after games with Hayes and Ivy, my house no longer feels empty. Neither do my nights or my days.