Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
“Mmm… Goodnight Jas.”
“Goodnight, Sadie baby.”
My life is well on its way to being complete. Nothing will ever change that and for that I’m grateful.
Epilogue
Sadie
Five Years Later
“Are we ready, my babies?” I ask as I finish loading the picnic basket. As soon as I close the lid, Jasper Junior or as we like to call him, JJ, our oldest, takes the basket off of the counter.
“Why are you carrying that, JJ?” Lydia, our next oldest asks.
“Papa says Mama can’t carry anything heavy right now, member?” he asks, using his free hand to make a pregnant belly gesture.
“Oh, right,” she says, taking the other handle of the basket so they are carrying it between them. Morgan, our other daughter is only two, but she’s already walking so good. Klaus is the baby. He’s only eleven months old. I’m currently two months pregnant with our next one. Jasper and I decided to have as many as God will allow us to, within reason. I don’t want or need so many babies that we need a reality show just to be able to afford them all. I lead them all out to the gator and put Morgan and Klaus in their car seats while JJ puts the picnic basket in the back then climbs in. He buckles Lydia into her booster seat before getting into his own and buckling up. I put my own seatbelt on and head out to Lovers Cove. It’s so hot out, the kids want to swim. I convinced Jasper to meet us out there for a picnic and then he can help me with the kids while we swim.
When we get there, Coal is tethered to a post and happily munching on grass. I’ve missed riding Honey. I feel like I’ve been pregnant for five years, so I rarely get to ride anymore.
“Papa!” Morgan shouts as Jasper strides over to the gator. He laughs and then leans into the driver’s seat and kisses me, making the kids giggle and groan before he pulls Klaus’s carrier out. Then he’s reaching in and unbuckling Morgan. She jumps into his free arm, and he carries them both to our spot. JJ and Lydia get out on their own and carry the basket between them. It’s just sandwiches, chips, and bottled water, so it’s not that heavy, but I love that they are so mindful of me. I can already tell JJ is going to grow up to be the kind of man his Papa is.
“Should we swim or eat first?” Jasper asks.
“Swim,” JJ says, looking serious. “Then we don’t have to wait for thirty minutes.”
“Great idea, son,” Jasper replies, tussling JJ’s hair. JJ smiles up at his Papa proudly. God, Jasper is such a good daddy. There is something so sexy about it. I saw it the first time he held JJ, moments after he was born. I get sunscreen on everyone and then into the spring.
We spend several hours swimming and picnicking before taking the sleepy children home. Bedtime is easy tonight since they are exhausted. I love my babies more than anything, but they can be a handful when it comes to going to bed. It’s still early but Jasper leads me to our bed anyway.
He slowly strips me and proceeds to worship my body before finally sliding his cock into me. As usual, I lose track of how many orgasms he gives me or how long we make love for. He’s the very best thing that’s ever happened to me. With him, the very best things I’ve done we created, and we hope to have many more babies.
He’s so good to me. I thank God every day for bringing me to him. It still hurts that my parents are still shunning us, but I send them letters and pictures of their grandchildren often. I don’t know if they read them or if my sisters do the same thing, but I feel better having notified them of their existence. The proverbial ball is in their court, but I’m not holding my breath.
I love my husband and my life is so much more than it would have been had we stayed at home. I think all my sisters would say the same. I even got Charlie from the general store in Millersburg to answer one of the ads, but that’s another story.
I run my fingers over my name tattooed on his chest. His name is tattooed on my wrist. We’re all that matters. The life we created together is everything. I’m going to love this man until the end of time, beyond that too somehow.