EPILOGUE
Alistair
Three years later
“Look, honey! She’s walking!”
“I see. She’s coming right toward me. Come here…woah!”
I dive forward and catch our youngest, Emma.
“Got ya!”
She giggles as I tickle her all over.
“Let me go check on Edward. I’ll be right back,” my wife says.
Nothing feels better than to call her my wife. It sounds almost as perfect as when Edward calls us mom and dad, and when Emma says momma and poppa. But it’s not a competition. All those words are the best words in the entire English language.
And our kids are going to be able to have a normal childhood, when it comes to education.
We’ve decided to spend part of the year back in our home country and part of the year on the road. As a married couple and homebodies and hikers and campers we’re way too boring for the media. Thank god!
Instead they’re more interested in celebrities and my poor brother and his family. I guess the good part is that it allows us to fly under the radar.
Sure there was a lot of hoopla surrounding the wedding, but we somehow managed to trick most of the press with the wrong date and location. By the time they figured it out we had already married.
Those white vans we rented and then stuck “Tom’s Landscaping” signs on worked perfectly for sneaking our guests inside. We sure pulled one over on everybody.
And we certainly enjoyed playing pranks, and not just on the news crews.
Our entire family was a bunch of jokers. Edward was already doing funny impressions of my dad, which made him laugh non-stop.
And dad and Faith had become best of friends. My dad was always over spending time with his grandkids. Once he saw how genuine and authentic Faith was I think he fell in love with her almost as much as I did.
I say almost because no one could lover her as much as me.
I may have been born with a silver spoon in my mouth, but nothing was better nor more important to me than time spent doing things like spoon feeding my kids baby food.
I may have been born rich, but I knew you could have all the money in the world but if you didn’t have anyone to spoil with it and enjoy it with it wasn’t worth the paper it was printed on.
I may have had a lot of things in life, but nothing was more important than my family.
Fortunately the money we had meant we didn’t have to work, but we were far from lazy. We spent all our time together exploring new places, foods, and enjoying adventures…whether they were trips abroad or trips to the supermarket.
I always knew I’d love the simple life and I do. But the real reason I love it is because of her.
Because of us.
“Edward’s still taking a nap,” Faith says. “Maybe we should put Emma down for awhile to.”
“She’ll probably fall asleep really fast. I think we wore her out.”
“But she didn’t wear us out, did she?” Faith blinks.
“She didn’t at all, but I definitely think we should take a nap of our own.”
“An…adult nap?”
“You read my mind.”
“Last time we took an adult nap we wound up with a second child.”
“You’re onto my plan,” I say.
“More kids?”
“With you there’s never enough.”
“At some point you’re not going to want to sleep with me. After five or ten kids at least.”
“Are you kidding me? Being my wife and the mother of my children only makes me want you more.”
“Is that even possible?” she says, pointing down at my already growing erection.
“I tell no lies, nor does my little guy.”
“Believe me, he’s not little.”
“Not for you, he’s not. He’s always happy to see you, isn’t he?”
I flex my pubic bone and my dick moves up and down as if it’s nodding.
“Oh my god, Alistair. I’m not sure if I should laugh or be turned on by that.”
“Once we get into the bedroom you’ll know exactly how to respond.”
“Thanks to you it always comes naturally. My animal instincts that is,” she says.
“And my instincts for you are about to bring out the wolf in me. Hurry up,” I say, as I slap her on the ass as she carries Emma off to her crib.
I watch her walk away. Damn, she’s still got it and she always will. Just watching her walk gets my testosterone pumping.
I lay down on the floor and put my hands behind my head as I stare at the ceiling.
“How did I get so lucky,” I say.
Suddenly all five of our dogs are licking my face.
“I’m being attacked,” I say, as I roll over.
“Shhh, you’re going to wake the baby.”
“She’s out already? You’re back already?”
“She was already asleep before we got to her room. And I saw the way you were looking at me. I’ve got needs of my own you know.”
She winks.
“Well I’m here to fill those needs, just like you fill each and every one of mine.”
“Shall we,” she says, offering her hand for me to hold.
“Ohhh!” she says when I scoop her up instead and carry her off to the bedroom.
“Forever my hero I see.”
“Forever and always.” Just like my love for her and our ever-growing family.