Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
“Oh, you better believe it.”
The minister started, she turned to face her soon-to-be-husband, and when I saw the way they looked at each other, I knew everything was right in the world. I looked out over the crowd, first locking eyes with the two men I loved and feeling my heart swell. My eyes moved on, seeing Chloe, Vlad’s fiancé, and the way she looked at him standing up there next to Braun.
I looked on, my eyes scanning the very back of the crowd and then suddenly frowning and lingering on the huge, shaggy-bearded caveman-looking guy wearing jeans, boots, and a black t-shirt. I could see Austin and Dallas seeing the look on my face and then following my gaze back to the big guy. The two of them smirked and nodded at the man, who seemed to do his version of a smile back before he glanced up at the altar, gave a small wave, and then disappeared into the trees.
I made a note to ask the guys later.
Vows were spoken, rings were exchanged, and I watched as my best friend basically screamed, “I do” before jumping into her husband's arms and kissing him as the crowd went wild.
There was laughter, and tears of joy, and hugs, and mostly, just love. Because love conquers all, and love is everything we need.
I knew it’d be a little while until I found out for sure what was happening inside of me, but I knew one thing. No matter what, I’d found the love I’d never had. I’d found the two men who made my heart sing.
No matter what, I’d found my happy ending, and I was never going to let them go.
Epilogue
Austin:
Fate has a funny way of balancing things out. Take a couple of guys like Dallas and me, for instance. We’d been dealt some real bad hands for a couple of years there — losing our father, losing the lives we’d known, running from the law, and hiding out away from it all up on some damn mountain like a couple of lumberjacks.
But then, she’d come along, and suddenly, the hands we’d been dealt changed.
…In more ways than you can even guess.
I’d be lying if I tried to deny that it’d been love at first sight. Sure, watching her in that lake that day had gotten my blood roaring and my cock throbbing hard. But it’d also gotten my heart blazing in a way I’d never felt before. I’d been knocked right over by that girl the second I saw her, and I knew right then that she was it for me. For us, really.
We’d found love with our mystery girl up on the mountain, and lust, and passion, and our own happy ending. But, it didn’t stop there.
Mr. Withers turned out to be a damn guardian angel — like our father reaching out one last time to help us through the storm. The man had seriously done his homework, and the shit he’d dug up on our uncle was airtight. With that, plus the testimony of a few hold-outs on the board who’d never stopped being loyal to us or our father even through the takeover, our case was solid as a damn rock.
…It helped that we had the best damn lawyer we’d ever met.
Man, was it amazing to watch her work. I mean, we knew her as this vivacious, gorgeous, fun, sexy as hell woman who made us unable to stop smiling. But seeing that other side of her — the no-nonsense, take-no-shit, hard-talking lawyer in the courtroom?
Well, hell, I guess it’s probably not entirely appropriate to mention how fucking hard I was during our own court hearing. But watching the woman I loved defend us so brutally and viciously like that? Yeah, that did all sorts of good things to my cock. Needless to say, we took more than a few recesses back in her court offices during the trial — you know “attorney-client meetings” and all that.
Oh, and it was pretty fun to watch her come back out and lay into some scumbag on the witness stand who’d been paid off by our uncle, knowing that ten minutes before she’d been screaming in pleasure as Dallas and I took her together back in her offices. It was also hot as hell knowing that while she was yelling at that scumbag, both of our cum was leaking out of her tight little pussy and making her panties messy with us.
But, I’m going on a tangent.
In the end, yeah, we won. Of course we did. Uncle Richard went away big time — it wasn’t him who’d pulled the proverbial trigger on our father, but he’d given the order. The piece of shit who did sneak into his hospital room and inject his IV drip with poison went away for life. But don’t worry, he didn’t have to suffer in jail too long.