Epilogue
Later that night
Angel stood in the bedroom, waiting.
Lash had offered to help to put the children to bed, and now all she had to do was wait. Dinner had been amazing, and so had the hours afterward. They had all played games and had a lot of fun.
Chaos Bleeds had asked to stay until the New Year, and Angel was excited. This was why she made the preparations to have enough food to feed them all.
Her heart raced, and as Lash entered the room, he came to a stop.
She had already asked for Tate not to disturb them.
Lash closed the bedroom door and flicked the lock into place. She still wore her Christmas dress, but this time, she had wrapped herself in a large bow.
“I didn’t give you a present,” she said.
He moved toward her, and within seconds, he grabbed the bow and tore it from her body. “You know I’ve never been patient when it comes to you,” Lash said, and he proved his words true as he stripped the dress from her body.
She gasped as it fell to the floor, and she stood in her red lace lingerie. His favorite.
“Fuck me, Angel, I fucking love you so much.”
“And I love you, more than anything.” She cupped his face. “There is no one else I could ever want. No place that I would ever want to be. I know you struggle at times. That you worry, but you have given me everything I have ever wanted. A loving husband, a best friend, and above all else, you have given me a family. You’re the only person I ever want.”
Lash slammed his lips down on hers as he moved her back toward the bed. Not only was this Lash’s present, but it was hers as well.
The best end, to a very Merry Christmas.
The End