Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 80207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
“Leave some for me, Daddy,” Vincent mutters as he slides off the couch to grab two.
I let out a chuckle and help Vincent peel the paper off so he can enjoy them.
I try to catch the crumbs as he eats and give up after a while.
Everleigh and Mama return to the living room, and Mama looks all emotional again. “The house is beautiful. I’m going to be so happy here.”
“That’s all I want,” I say.
She gives me a kiss on the forehead before she picks Vincent up again. “Come sit by your grandmama. I want to hear what you like to eat.”
I get up from the couch, and heading outside, I bring in Mama’s luggage and place everything in the main bedroom.
I go back to the living room and lean my shoulder against the doorjamb. Crossing my arms over my chest, I stare at my family as they get to know each other.
My heart is finally at peace. I have everything I want.
My mother. My son.
And the woman I love with all my soul.
Fuck, I didn’t know life could be this good.
Everleigh
I follow Alek as he carries Vincent to his bedroom. This time I had a change of pajamas in his bag, so we didn’t have to struggle changing his clothes while he’s asleep.
Alek lays our boy down on his bed, and I pull the covers over him. We take turns to give him a good night kiss before we leave the room.
I leave the door slightly open, then Alek takes my hand and tugs me toward his bedroom.
I’ve already unpacked everything, and when Alek sees my belongings in his room, a satisfied smile spreads over his face.
I point to the framed photo next to the bed. “When did you take it?”
“The first night after, I carried you to bed.”
“Hmmm…” I give him a playful look. “We don’t have any photos of you and Vincent.”
“We’ll have family photos taken soon,” he promises.
We get ready for bed, and I drool over my man when he puts on a pair of sweatpants. When we climb under the covers, I snuggle against his side and let out a happy sigh.
“Are you happy?” I ask.
“Incredibly happy,” he murmurs. He kisses the top of my head and tightens his arms around me. “Who would’ve thought when I grabbed you off the street, we’d end up like this.”
“Right?” I place my hand over his heart and feel it beating steady. “All because I swapped clothes with Svetlana.”
We fall silent, and I wonder whether I’d do it all again for Alek and Vincent.
All the torture. The fear. The agony.
For my son and fiancè, I’d go to hell and back.
“What are you thinking about?” he asks, already sounding sleepy.
“About you and Vincent. The loves of my life.”
“We should give him a brother or sister.” I’m pushed onto my back and let out a chuckle.
“I’m on the pill,” I remind him.
“Stop the pill so we can have another baby.”
I smile up at Alek. “Okay.”
He undresses me before he settles his body on top of mine and enters me slowly. His arms wrap tightly around me again, and keeping our bodies pressed together, he makes love to me.
Our gazes are locked as we connect, our bubble forming around us.
“You’re my sanity,” he murmurs, all his love for me shining from his eyes.
“You’re my forever and always.”
The End.