Sweaty Summer Nights - Page 23

Epilogue

Christian

Five Years Later…

I’m finishingup adding a tree to my latest painting, a landscape of the woods just behind our house, when my wife enters the room. She leans up against the door, a cup of tea in her hand, and smiles at me. I look up and smile at the two rings on her finger, the engagement ring which I got for her the day after she accepted my proposal, and the wedding ring from our wedding four months later.

Of course we would have taken our time to plan something more elaborate had Kate not already been pregnant. But as soon as she went off the pill—bam! It was like a miracle.

I returned her father’s car to her parents’ home along with a new letter from Kate letting them know her intentions. It took them about an hour to calm down and agree not to call the police on me. They simply could not believe that their daughter would willingly run off with “someone like me,” as they put it. And that is the crux of our problems with them to this day.

Even five years later, her parents are unhappy with her decision. I’m not a doctor or a lawyer, I don’t have loads of money or a trust fund, I didn’t go to an Ivy League college, and my family isn’t “respectable,” whatever that means. So Kate and I have spent the last five years on our own, making our own life for ourselves.

And we’ve done well.

Kate went to school for interior design, got her degree, and started her own business while I pushed all of my art online like she said I should. She also got me two shows at two galleries where she knew the owners. I only sold a handful of paintings, but it was enough to get my name out there and get things going for me. We’re both independently successful now in our own right and don’t need anybody else to help us. I can’t even imagine what her parents think when we aren’t calling them for money every other month.

“Is that the one for the Hendricksons?” Kate asks, coming up beside me and eyeing my work.

“No, I finished that one. I was thinking maybe I’d give this one to your parents.”

“My parents?” She sounds surprised and gives me a look like I’m out of my mind. I set my brush aside and stand.

“We’ve got to start mending fences with them sometime, Kate. Even if they aren’t the easiest people in the world.”

She scoffs, huffs, and puffs. “To say the least. Do you remember that jerk they wanted me to marry!?”

“I sure do,” I laugh. “I almost went to jail because of him. How could I ever forget?”

I seize my wife by the waist and pull her to me. Even after five years, in moments like this, I still get all hot and bothered by her and can feel myself growing rock hard by the little gym shorts she chooses to wear around the house, which she probably also has no panties on with either.

It just gets my blood and testosterone flowing thinking about those sweet, soft, soaked little pink pussy lips just ready and waiting to be spread open by me.

Not only is she my world now, my love that has every bit of my devotion, but she’s my little sex kitten that I love to please. Pinning her down and burying my face between her thighs, running my soft tongue up and down her button until she squirms and squeals is as fun for me as it is for her.

We built a life together from scratch. Left the toxic environment of her family behind and went off on our own like something out of a movie. They didn’t come to the wedding, but her father sent a gift. It may have been a year and a half late after his granddaughter, Annie, was born, but it was a first step.

“Is she asleep?” I ask, nodding in the direction of the nursery.

“Almost,” Kate whispers. “She wanted a kiss from her daddy before she went to bed.”

I reach around and squeeze my wife on her sweet ass. “Go to the bedroom. I’ll be there in just a minute.”

Kate giggles and skips out of the room as I tug at the hem of her shorts. How did I get so lucky with such an incredible woman?

I walk down the hall to the nursery where our gorgeous daughter is lying in her bed, the night sky glowing on her ceiling.

“What are you doing awake, little lady!?” I ask as I go over to her side and plant a kiss on her cheek. She giggles and squeaks adorably. “Is this what you wanted? Mommy said you wanted a kiss before bed.”

She nods. “Mmm-hmm.”

“Are you going to be good and go to sleep now for me?”

“Yes, Daddy.” She smiles.

“And are you going to go to the fair with me tomorrow?” Annie nods excitedly. “If you go to sleep now, I’ll get you some cotton candy. But you have to stay in bed all night, all right?”

Annie’s face lights up just like her mom’s. She nods again, pulls the covers all the way up to her chin, and closes her eyes. I can’t help but smile as I lean in and plant a nice big fatherly kiss on her forehead, then get up and switch off the light.

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