“Have I told you how much I love you, Jackson King? There are times that I cannot believe this is my life.”
“It’s our life, little one. Ours,” I corrected her just before I claimed her mouth. She tasted like heaven. Which is more than fitting, because she is my angel and maybe that’s the true reason I like to see her in white.
Whatever the reason, I’m grateful that she chose to love a cold, selfish bastard like me.
Epilogue Two
Megan
Ten months later
“We spoil these boys,” I said with happiness thick in my voice. I looked around at the disarray of the house, the twin’s first birthday party a hit, especially with the kids.
I glanced at Jackson, who was already watching me with this smile on his face. God, he looked so good, and every day I fell in love with him even more. He pulled me over and onto his lap, and I snuggled deeper into his chest, loving that he cradled me, kept us safe, made me the happiest woman on the planet.
My heart started beating a little harder, because what I was about to tell him was nerve wracking. “Do you ever think about having more children?” I asked and sat up, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“I do,” he said, smiling at me. He pulled me forward so my chest was pressed to his. He had his mouth at my neck, sucking at my flesh. I tipped my head back and moaned, the feeling of his lips on my throat, and his beard scratching at my skin making me feel content and safe.
“That’s good, because I’m pregnant.”
I felt him tense against me a second before he pulled back. He stared into my eyes, realization settling in.
I cupped his cheeks, his beard soft under my palms.
He pressed his mouth to mine and kissed me so passionately I lost my breath for a moment.
“God, you make me so fucking happy.”
“I love you,” I said between kisses.
“I love you too, Meggie. It’ll only ever be you for me.” He leaned in and kissed me softly. “You’re the only woman I’ll ever want.”
Every day I fell more in love with this man, and I knew he felt the same for me.
The End