I think that’s what she wanted because Anthony was making her lose her’s.
But, life is moving forward, and it’s never been better! I moved in with Tanner, and we converted the guesthouse into a studio for me. I’m working hard to succeed as an artist. It’s scary and exciting, all at the same time! There are some fun projects ahead that I can’t wait to dive into, including work for Three Sisters and a birthday project that a sweet older man has hired me to do for his wife.
What a wonderful life I have. I’m so grateful!
TTYL,
Sarah
Epilogue
June
Three Months Later
God, why does he have to be so…Apollo? So tall and dark and muscled. So fuckinghotthat it makes me grouchy.
He’s standing over there with Wolfe and Zeke, having a beer and joking around. We’re all at Lighthouse Pizza, celebrating the reopening of Wolfe’s workshop, now that the building has been rebuilt, and they can start taking customers again.
I’m happy for them. It’s been a rough time with the investigation and then rebuilding.
And now we know who burned it to the ground.
I glance over and see Sarah laughing with Tanner as he tries to show her how to play pool.
My God, we almost lost her.
A shiver runs through me at the thought, and I turn to grab my own beer, taking a pull.
“What are you doing over here all by yourself?”
I turn and find that Apollo’s walked over to join me.
The man drives me up the goddamn wall, in the best and worst ways.
“Just taking it all in.”
“You did a good job on the garage, June.”
“I just pulled the crew together.” I shrug a shoulder. “You know I’ve been busy with the inn. I didn’t have much extra time to be at the garage.”
“Well, the crew worked their magic. It’s way better than it was before it burned.”
“It should be. That was a fifty-year-old building. This one is brand new and state of the art. Why are you over here, bugging me?”
He grins, and it makes my girl parts turn to goo.
Damn him.
“Maybe I just like the look of you.”
“Right.” I snort and take another sip of beer. “I’m not really your type, Apollo.”
“Oh, I think you know you’re wrong about that.” He moves in closer, and that’s all it takes for my heart to beat in overtime. “I’m not the only one that feels the chemistry here. It’s why we’re always swiping at each other.”
“So what of it?” I sip my beer and will the butterflies in my stomach to calm the hell down. “Maybe I like swiping at you.”
“I think that just once, we should give into this magnetic pull that seems to be here, and get it out of our systems. Then you can go back to hating me.”