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“But—” Ben started to protest, and Byron stepped forward.

“It is water under the bridge, and I agree with Charlotte that now we should move forward.”

They all seemed to be gathering their thoughts and shaking off their past. Byron cocked his head at Zoe. “Did Michael leave something like a suicide note behind?”

Zoe shook her head. “No, not a single word. I’ll guess we will never know why he made the choice he did. Maybe out of grief for Liam who was murdered in prison.” She shrugged and sighed.

“I didn’t care for Michael, but losing a brother must have hurt, Zoe. I am sorry for your loss.” Charlotte gave her a sympathetic smile.

Zoe’s jaw almost dropped at the true compassion in Charlotte’s voice and expression. She swallowed and blinked hard. “I know that Liam and Michael were crooks and abusers, but I remember the ten-year-old boy who never could do anything right in his dad’s opinion. Thank you.” She squeezed Charlotte’s hand.

The four of them stood together in a silence that stretched until Charlotte cleared her throat and squeezed Zoe’s hand back. “I’ve been meaning to ask, how is Leal Cox doing?”

Zoe beamed. “He’s so much better now, and the last time Ben and I spoke with him, he was working with Grant Halliburton Foundation from his home state of Texas to raise more awareness for depression and suicide amongst teenagers.”

Epilogue

Epilogue

Smithville Lake, six months later

Enjoying the light breeze and the gentle movement of their anchored large cabin cruiser, Zoe sipped from the straw with closed eyes, moaned, and tipped her head back on the lounger.

“Woman,” Ben groaned next to her, and she opened one eye and giggled.

Propped up on his elbow, Ben lay on the lounger beside her and roamed his gaze over her body.

“What?” She strived for an innocent voice, but it came out way too breathy. Well, sue me for being affected by the sex on a stick beside me.

“Each time you wrap those lush lips around that straw and suck, I imagine them wrapped around my cock. Now you start to make those moaning sounds, too? Makes me want to throw you on your back and eat you until you scream my name.” He stroked the side of her bare breast. “I love you’re going topless, but your bikini briefs are in my way.”

“And they say romance is dead.” She placed the virgin cocktail on the side table and rolled onto her back. The move made her protruding baby bump more pronounced. Quickly she shimmied out of the bottoms and boldly held Ben’s gaze. These days she wasn’t shy with her husband anymore.

Ben scooted from his own recliner and nudged her legs apart. “Do you want romance? I can give you romance.”

And he set to task to show her with his lips, fingers, and tongue how much she meant to him. He worshiped her body until she knew within her core how deep his love for her went. He showered her with kisses and caresses. Sweet and loving and way too soft and sweet to satisfy her raging libido.

Zoe didn’t know how long he was playing with her but finally she realized he was toying with her. Her muscles tensed as he teased the hood of her clit with the tip of his tongue and pushed two fingers into her pussy.

She tried to lift her bottom and create more friction, but he simply held her immobile by her hips. Zoe really, really wanted to come.

Ben shifted his hold, used his thumbs to pull her labia apart, and the warm puff of air over her wet folds was almost enough to send her over.

Oh, please.

Her legs trembled and shook, but each time before she reached the sweet point of no return into oblivion, he stopped. Stopped!

“Ple—” She closed her lips over the word and pressed them together. He would not reduce her to a pathetic, begging weakling. She wasn’t weak. Time to take the matter in my own hand—literally.

“Oh no, you don’t.” Ben grabbed her wandering fingers and pressed her hand to her side.

But, but…

“Look at that pout.” He grinned. “What do you need, darlin’?”

“I—I—” Ooh, to the hell with pride. “I need to come badly.”

“Badly, hey?” His expression turned from wicked to carnal. “We can’t have that, now can we? Do you need it hard and fast?”