“Always such a good girl.” He thrusts a finger inside of me. “Good girls do get rewards, you know.” He nips at my neck.
“I’ve got everything I could ever want. As long as you never let me go.”
“Never,” he vows.
The last two years might have been rough, but I know we’ll last forever. We both are willing to fight for each other. Being young and in love comes with challenges. But I know now, no matter what life may throw our way, Rowan and I will handle it together. Nothing will ever stand in our way again. Not even us.
I don’t care what anyone says. Love is always enough.
epilogue
CHARLEE
A FEW YEARS LATER
Rowan holds me close as we stroll down Main Street. It’s Christmas Eve and Liam, our oldest and my baby girl Ava are spending the afternoon at my sister’s house. They are making cookies for us to put out for Santa tonight.
I love how close her kids and mine are. While Marley and I both want a somewhat big family we know there’s a fine line of having the perfect size. Growing up with all the brothers and sisters we had, we knew how easy it could be to get lost in the shuffle. Our parents did their best but we’d always wanted more attention from them but there is only so much to go around.
Marley and I have always been the closest out of all of our siblings. I know that will never change. We decided together that we would have around three kids each. Making sure our kids were all close so we could have a big family when we were together but a smaller one on our own. It might sound silly to some but it works for us.
I also love that our husbands get along so well. They’ve even ventured into a few small tech companies together. They both tend to be a lot alike. Especially when it comes to their women. My Rowan isn’t as much of a recluse as Saint but they are both very possessive and loving husbands. It was easy for them to bond when they quickly realized how they could be each other's allies. Most times that works in mine and Marley’s favor, so neither one of us is complaining.
“There is something I wanted to show.” Rowan says when we pass the last shop on main street and don’t turn back around. Instead we stay on the sidewalk heading into the older section of Winter Falls which has the most beautiful historical homes.
It’s one of my favorite spots in town. All the homes are decorated for Christmas. They even do inside tours of some of them. To tell the truth, it can get a bit competitive around here this time of year. Especially because while all the homes might be older they are all grand and very expensive. I love the history they are all filled with.
“Oh? A surprise?” I smile up at him. I love surprises. Doesn’t matter how small or big. Rowan knows that too and tries to do it pretty often. I swear one of my husbands' kinks is getting my face to light up at a surprise.
It’s amazing how much things have changed. And how much Rowan and I have grown as a couple. Looking at us now, no one would ever believe that a few years ago we were fighting to hold onto our marriage.
“I thought about waiting but I can’t. A few things still need to be handled but it’s a done deal.”
“You’ve got all my attention.”
“I better always have your attention.” He grumbles. I elbow him in the side.
“You know you do.” He stops walking to lean down and presses a kiss to my mouth.
“Liam is going to start kindergarten next year.”
“Why do you have to remind me?” I huff. My baby isn’t a baby anymore. Not only is he leaving me for school he’s built like his father and looks like he should be in the second grade at this point.
“You’ve got a new baby on the way.” He rests his hand on my stomach. This will be our last one. Pregnancy has been relatively easy for me. It might have taken a moment for me to get pregnant that first time but my body took to being pregnant. Even labor had been a breeze.
“Charlee! How have you been?” I turn my attention away from my husband to see Ben. His family owns one of the biggest real estate agencies in Winter Falls. He strolls down the stone walkway from The Nottoway Mansion. It’s my favorite. It reminds me of a small castle. “I swear you don’t age.”
“Do you want an ass beating?” Roman growls.
“Oh stop!” I laugh, elbowing him in the side. “I’m not his type. Trust me.”
“You’re everyone’s type. Trust me.”