Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 87911 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87911 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
The screen didn’t go off.
There were pictures and videos. Some from high school, others taken just recently. They were a montage of their love, and he made sure each frame showed his love for her.
When it was over, the screen went black and returned with the movie.
He released Chloe, and she turned toward him.
He waited, nervous, not exactly sure what was going to happen next.
Tears were in her eyes, and she nibbled on her lip.
“Surprise,” he said.
“That was the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen. You really, truly feel that way for me?”
“Every single day.”
“I’m the luckiest woman in the world.” She threw her arms around him. Her body flush against his, he felt the rounded curves of her tits, as well as her stomach. Their child was growing inside her, an extension of his love and need for her.
“I love you,” Chloe said. “And it’s gone. The doubt, all of it. I don’t care anymore. The only person I want, is you. All of you.” She cupped his face. “I’m not wasting another moment.”
“I will make you happy.”
“You already do. Now shut up and kiss me.”
In front of the entire town, he cupped her face and claimed her as his. Doing the video was a spur of the moment kind of thing, but he wanted to do something for Chloe, to let her see what he saw, and he hoped, as the years went by, he could wipe away the pain he’d caused her. His love for her would never fade.
Each day, it got stronger, and he was like a man possessed.
Epilogue
Ten years later
“Don’t you think it’s weird your brother and sister are playing with your son and daughter,” Ian asked.
With his arms folded, Alfie “Rock” turned toward one of his best friends.
“No.”
Lily and Eagle had gotten married a month after his video love confession. At the time, his father had thought it was a little extreme what he did, but Alfie didn’t regret it. Every day he woke up and saw Chloe, he was a happy man.
“Come on, it’s, like, weird as fuck!”
“That’s my son and daughter you’re talking about. Not to mention my brother and sister.”
So, he and Chloe had a son, Luther, and five years after that, they had their daughter, Drew. Chloe was pregnant with their third child, but neither of them wanted to know the sex until the actual day she gave birth.
It was always a challenge on how to decorate the nursery, but until he got it perfect, they had the baby in their room.
He had no choice but to move out of his small apartment, and with the help of the club, he’d been able to get a small three-bedroom house.
Lily and Eagle didn’t waste any time, and it wasn’t long before Tulip and Rome were born. His brother and sister.
Eagle was so happy, as was Lily.
Speaking of happiness, he glanced over toward Chloe’s warehouse. Her food blog had taken a while to take off. She spent hours getting used to the camera and of course becoming more natural in front of the camera. Not that they needed the money. As a fully patched in member of the club, he was able to support them all.
“Keep an eye on the kids,” he said, slapping Ian on the back. Riley was probably off somewhere fucking a club whore. He didn’t believe in settling down.
Entering the warehouse, he watched as Chloe stepped back, camera in front of her, and snapped a shot of the birthday cake she’d made for him.
“Hello, beautiful,” he said.
She let out a gasp, putting a hand to her chest. “This is supposed to be a surprise.” She stood in front of the cake, trying to hide it from him.
“It can stay a surprise. It’s my birthday, and there’s only one person I want to spend my time with and she’s trapped in her kitchen. I’m starting to get a little jealous.”
“You’ve got no reason to be jealous.”
“No?” He walked toward her, grabbed her hand, and pulled her close. “Then kiss me.”
He didn’t give her a chance to argue with him as he slammed his lips down on hers. She let out a moan, banding her hands around his neck.
“How about you and I put the cake to good use? The only way I can think of to eat it is to smear it on your very naked body and lick it all off.”
“I like the sound of that.”
Flicking the catch on the door, Alfie closed the blinds, moving his wife to the table and lifting her up.
“You once said you were the luckiest woman in the world, but I can tell you, I’m the luckiest man, because I’ve got you.”
The End