Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27565 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27565 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
I never get a chance to finish my litany of promises because the curvy girl has fused her lips to mine, our souls joining as our tongues twine. Avalon’s cheeks are still wet with tears, and I can feel the moisture against my skin as we commune wordlessly. But her tears only cement my commitment to this relationship because everything I said was true. I do want her. I want the child that we’ve made, and even more children if the curvy girl’s on board. I want a life together, wrapped in the arms of my sweet Avalon because the girl in the cabin was always mine … and now, our future continues, full of promise and love.
EPILOGUE
Avalon
Ilean back on the couch, sighing happily before looking out the window. It’s winter now, and the snow falls in a perfect white blanket over the trees and ground, covering everything in a layer of white frosting. But I’m as toasty as a cinnamon bun in my comfy sweatsuit, my hair up in a messy ponytail, and a cup of hot cocoa in my hand.
Of course, I’m as big as a beach ball now too, and it’s because I’m in my third trimester. Our baby is going to be born in the next month or so, and I’m excited. So is Liam, and at that moment, the door opens as the alpha male staggers in with an armful of chopped wood in his hands.
“Wow,” I say, truly amazed. “That’s a lot of timber.”
He drops the logs into a basket by the fireplace before coming over to press a kiss to my cheek. Liam’s as gorgeous as ever, although he looks like a wild mountain man now that we live up at the cabin. His black hair has been allowed to grow, and he sports a thick bushy beard. Plus, my man has filled out even more from the constant activity, and those shoulders seem as wide as a bus, his powerful chest thick and burly. It even seems like his dick has grown longer and stronger, and I’m the lucky lady who gets the benefit of such a magnificent axe. Still, my boyfriend can be a worry wart as he towers over me.
“Are you warm enough?” he asks, staring at my mountainous form beneath the plaid blanket.
“Liam, if I get any warmer, I’m going to explode,” I laugh. “Trust me, I’m practically a volcano at this point.”
“Okay,” he says with a grin, white teeth flashing as his blue eyes gleam. “I just want my girl to be safe, warm, and happy.”
“Oh, I’m happy,” I say, throwing my arms around his neck for a kiss. “Couldn’t be happier, in fact.”
It’s true too because after the confrontation we had at my apartment, I moved back into his mansion. But it didn’t feel like home anymore. I’m not sure what it was: the vast, echoing rooms, or the fact that I’m nesting, and needed something cozier and more snug. As a result, we did some house-hunting, but in the end, I wanted to move back to the cabin where we met, and Liam assented. He had contractors do some renovations first, but within a month or two, we both moved up here, to Mount Tamalo, and it’s been wonderful. Liam goes to the farmer’s market to buy fresh groceries every morning, and he had satellite installed so that we’re hooked up to the outside world. But I don’t need the outside world because I have my man, and with a baby on the way, things feel absolutely perfect. Still, I want to make sure that my boyfriend’s not going stir-crazy away from civilization.
“Are you okay?” I ask as the handsome man rises, his head almost brushing the ceiling. “Are you connected and able to get all your meetings in over Zoom?”
Liam grins.
“Yeah, don’t worry, sweetheart. My business is fine, and honestly, the EV car company can run itself. I have a lot of good people working for me, and they don’t need daily supervision.”
I nod.
“And how do you feel about resigning as CEO of your rocket ship company? I know that you founded it and it’s your baby, so it was a big step to let it go.”
My man shrugs, his expression rueful.
“Honestly? It was time. Again, being CEO of two corporations simultaneously isn’t a good idea, and the stress was driving me out of my mind. Plus, I want to focus on us,” he says in a serious tone before pressing one big hand to my belly. “You’re having my child, and you and the baby are my first priority.”
“At least for now,” I say with a loving smile at my boyfriend. “You know how kids are. They grow so fast, and before you know it, they’re teens who want nothing to do with you. Like all good parents, we’ll have to step back and give them the freedom to fly on their own.”