Page 139 of One Night

Throughout this journey, the girl discovered that happily ever afters don't really exist, but that love does, and love, although it has its ups and downs, leads to true happiness. So now, she wants her prince back, if he's willing to take her. She knows she hasn't made it easy on him, making him ride through the dark forest, chase her through the grassy meadow, wade through the rushing stream just to get to her.

But if he still wants her, she's waiting with open arms, and an open heart.

Love always, Amber

I smile. That might be her best letter ever.

My phone dings and I see it's a text from Amber. Did you read it?

Yes, I text back.

There's a knock on the door. I set the letter down and go to the door. When I open it I see Amber standing there in a light pink dress, her blond hair down around her shoulders, styled with soft curls. She looks like a princess, which I think is intentional.

"Hi," she says, looking hesitant. "I'm here to um..."

"Get your prince?"

She smiles. "Yeah. I rode on a horse and everything."

I chuckle as I glance at the driveway. "Your horse looks like a Ford Focus."

"It's the best I could do on short notice." She looks down, then back up. "So um, can I come in?"

"Yeah, sorry." I step aside. I was so busy staring at her I didn't realize she was still outside.

We go in the living room and she stands in front of me. "I don't really know what to say other than—"

"You already said it. The letter said it all." My arms go around her and I tug her into me. "It was a good letter. Better than your other ones."

She laughs. "Meaning my other ones were crap."

I shrug. "So you're not a writer. Not everyone is."

"At least I got my point across." She looks up at me with those bright blue eyes. "But I didn't get an answer."

"You didn't ask a question," I say, teasing her.

She tilts her head. "Will my prince come back to me?"

"He'd ride through the dark enchanted forest to be with you."

"So that's a yes?"

"It's a yes." I lean down and kiss her beautiful lips, the ones I've missed so damn much that once we start kissing I can't stop, until she slowly backs away.

"Let's go to your room."

After some much needed make-up sex, we go out and get something to eat. Then later that night, we go to Amber's apartment because Kira is spending the weekend with Austin.

We have sex again, then lie in her bed, her body resting against mine.

"We still don't have a good story," she says.

"What are you talking about?"

"Our story. The one we'll tell our grandkids."

So she finally sees a future with me. I smile at that.

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