Drama…
Damon and I ran the construction business together now, him building and me designing, so I’d gotten used to his…brand of humor.
Finally, he answered. “Y–yeah,” he stuttered, not sounding convincing. “Yeah, of course, baby. But like, are you sure there aren’t any more in there or something?”
“Damon!”
Will collapsed against the wall, shaking with laughter, and I shook my head, reaching over and taking the squirming Ivar out of Rika’s arms.
I set him down on the floor, holding his hand as we walked and Will followed.
Another boy. Fun, fun.
I looked over at Will, amusement written all over his face, but I could tell the wheels were turning.
“You sad?” I asked.
“Why would I be sad?”
I shrugged, leaning against the wall as Ivar reached for me and I picked him up. “He’s got two kids on you now.”
“It’s not a contest, Emmy.” Will leaned next to me as he let Ivar wrap his little hand around his finger. “I’m fine. I’m in school right now, anyway. We’ve got plenty of time. We’ll have our family and fill all those rooms. Whether it’s in three years or five or ten.”
“Or eight months,” I offered, a tingle fluttering under my skin. “Eight-ish. Give or take.”
He stood there silently for a moment, and when I finally looked up, he was staring at me and not breathing.
“Are you serious?” he murmured.
I couldn’t contain the excitement. “Are you ready?”
He grabbed me and kissed me, laughing against my lips. “I am never not ready for anything with you.”
And with the long, hard road it took to get us here, I’d never trusted any other words more. I kissed him, nothing clouding my happiness with him for another second ever again.
This was always our story.
We want what we want.
Thank you so much for reading Nightfall. Your support and encouragement over the years has kept this series going, and I really hope you enjoyed it.
Good books, for me, end as if it’s a new beginning. Please turn the page to read the epilogue, but please be aware that the epilogue ends on an intrigue—or two—to ensure readers that the fun and mystery continue in Thunder Bay.
If you like your stories wrapped up tidily, please feel free to end the book right here. If you’re excited to see what everyone is up to, then read on and enjoy!
Will
Ten Y
ears Later
“I want to drive,” Em teased.
I locked the chain dogs from the underside of the car, securing us to the track, but kept the brakes on as the kids buckled themselves in.
I pushed the green button, turning on the headlights. “Should your mother drive, children?” I asked.
“No!”