Epilogue
Olivia
When I first saw Miles Reynolds, it was an instant spark.
A crackle of connection.
Two souls that accidentally linked when they weren’t supposed to.
The romantic in me calls that love at first sight. It’d only ever happened once in my life. Something special and unique.
Until it happened again.
I press a kiss to Ana’s soft forehead and stare deeply into her green eyes that exactly match mine. I’m obsessed. Can’t stop staring at our beautiful girl.
“You’re lucky,” Sophia says from the other end of the sofa.
I tear my gaze from my newborn daughter and glance up at my sister. Ever since the accident last year, she’s been different. Soph isn’t playful and happy. She doesn’t tell funny jokes or silly stories. She simply broods. And sometimes, her eyes cloud over and it doesn’t seem like she’s even with us. Despite going through physical therapists every few months, she continues to walk with a slight limp and softball is out of the question. I don’t think she’s interested in college or anything.
“You’ll find someone. I thought you liked that guy Brody from school,” I say, flashing her a smile.
Her lips don’t twitch and her eyes seem to glaze over. “He’ll graduate and go off to some fancy college. I’ll still be stuck here.”
“Daddy will send you to whichever college you want.”
I know this, because despite everything that happened with Miles and I, he still insists on me getting my education. Getting scholarships for softball for Soph would have been a bonus, but Daddy always planned to pay for her if that fell through.
She opens her mouth to respond when Miles and Drew waltz in from the back patio where they’ve been getting the grill started. Miles struts over to me looking handsome as ever. His white T-shirt molds to his sculpted chest making him a lot more tempting to taste than the steaks he’s planned to cook. When he nears, I reach for him. He takes my hand with the heavy diamond sitting on my finger that states I belong to him until death do us part, and kisses it.
“How’s my angel?”
“I’m fine,” I tease.
He grins and bends over to kiss our baby on the forehead. “You’re no angel.”
Thoughts of the night before flood through me, causing heat to rush to my core. I haven’t been released from the doctor yet to have sex but that didn’t stop Miles from licking on my clit until I screamed so hard I woke Ana.
“How’s Stephanie doing?” Drew asks my sister.
She gives him a fake smile before dropping it altogether. “I’m sure she’ll drop me soon.”
We all frown. Sophia goes through more physical therapists than anyone. Her anger has made her an impossible patient. Even though Drew’s practice is a large one with many physical therapists, Sophia has bounced through all of them. Daddy and I’d hoped Stephanie could help her.
“Why?” Drew demands, his hands on his hips. “Did you call her names too?”
My sister has the sense to look embarrassed. “Her tough love approach is just as annoying as Tabitha’s soft love approach.”
Drew shakes his head in irritation. “They’re only trying to help. You’re being uncooperative. And if you keep it up, you’ll have that limp forever. Is that what you want? Don’t be a fucking crybaby.”
Sophia hisses. “Whatever, ass. Maybe you just hire shitty people who don’t know how to do their jobs!” Slowly, and with rage radiating from her, she rises from the couch and hobbles from the room.
“She’s been through every single therapist I have,” he grumbles.
Miles sits beside me and hugs me to his side. “Maybe you could stop playing boss for five minutes and help her. You’re good at what you do.”
The thought of my sister and Drew fighting three times a week makes me cringe. They get into a heated argument every time they see each other. He calls her a crybaby and she calls him an ass before one of them storms out.
Every. Single. Time.
“Drew,” Miles starts but his best friend waves him off.
“I have a new therapist starting Monday. Maybe James can help her,” he snaps before storming into the kitchen to get the steaks to put on the grill.
Once he’s back outside, I turn to look at my handsome husband. My father still hates him, I think, but when Miles made an honest woman out of me, Daddy’s anger lessened. He even married us in his office. It was special and ours.
“Caleb called earlier,” Miles says as he takes Ana into his arms. I melt every time at seeing the tiny little thing held so carefully in his strong arms. “He said his economics class is killing him. Mostly he wanted to know how school was going for you.”
I like the online college courses so they seem easy to me. “I have all As so far.”
“Of course you do,” he says with a crooked grin that has my panties melting. “I told him as much too.”
I laugh and shake my head. “Braggart.”
He shrugs. “It’ll make him work harder. Kid loves a challenge.”
“Like his dad,” I say with a smile.
“Believe it or not, damsel, you were pretty easy to conquer.”
Snorting, I playfully swat at his shoulder before curling up against his warm side. “Oh, villain,” I say with a sigh. “I’m the one who conquered you.”
“Seems I have the story wrong then,” he teases, leaning forward to kiss me.
I brush my lips against his. “As long as Ana knows our story was one of love and passion, I don’t think it matters who conquered who or who saved who. All that matters is that we found each other in the end.”
“You may have conquered my heart,” he mutters. “But next week when the doctor clears you, I’m going to conquer your body over and over again.”
“So romantic,” I tease with a grin. “It doesn’t count if you save the damsel from her distress if you caused the distress in the first place.”
His chocolate eyes flicker with darkness and heat. “Nothing about the way I own your pussy will be distressing,” he assures me with a feral growl. “Nothing.”
“My hero,” I say with a giggle.
He brushes a strand of hair away from my eyes and devours me with a fierce, possessive stare I’ve come to love so much. “I’m your motherfucking villain, baby.”
“Even better.”
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