Epilogue
One-and-a-Half Years Later…
“Professor Hillshaw is the worst.” Sophia groaned beside me.
“But at least this whole year is over. No more finals or classes,” I said as we walked down through campus.
“Now that is true,” she admitted, smiling. A lot had happened in the last year. After Liam and I had gotten back together, things started to look up. The few days after he came to the diner, I moved back to his house. Even though he had proposed to me, we started off dating for the past year and a half. We wanted to take things slowly, as we wanted a real relationship.
Our engagement had been on the entire time, but waiting a year or so to get married wasn’t a big issue. Since classes were off now, we planned our wedding for June, so in just about three weeks.
And yes, I was now a college student. It was a few months after being back with Liam that I decided I wanted to make something of myself. I didn’t want to be a house wife the entire time, and I felt bad enough about Liam being the only one working. I had always wanted to go to college, and with a little push from Liam, I applied for NYU. There were tons of other colleges I could have gone to, but NYU was closer than the others. Plus, that was where Sophia was currently going.
Of course, since I was engaged to the most eligible bachelor/millionaire in New York, they let me in. But what made matters worse was Liam had to pay for my tuition, even though he said he didn’t mind. That just gave me more incentive to try hard in school so I could earn that money back. I had just finished my second year and was proud to say I had all As, except for one B.
Because it was December when I decided to go to college, I could only apply for the spring semester. So, with a few classes in the summer, I was caught up. I was basically through my first year. Now it was near the end of May and my classes had just ended. Because I had been taking some online classes and even some during the summer I might be able to graduate in one more year, instead of two.
I decided I wanted to be a teacher, an elementary school teacher to be exact. I wanted to make a difference in a child’s early years. My elementary school teacher was the nicest person I had ever met. She made me feel better, and always let me stay later in class to help me. I wanted to be that same person to kids. At first I was scared about doing that, but after talking with Liam and my friends, I realized that was what I wanted to do. Now here I was, almost two years later, getting closer to earning my degree. I still hadn’t wrapped my head around the fact that I was finally doing something with my life, and that I had someone who loved me and helped me along the way.
“You better go. Your man is here,” Sophia said, bringing me out of my thoughts. I looked across the parking lot before coming to a stop on the figure of my fiancé leaning against his car. From here I could see he was wearing dark sunglasses, but I knew he was only staring at me. He looked so drool-worthy leaning against the Camaro in a light gray suit that hugged his frame.
“Stop eye-raping him and just go.” Sophia hugged me, making me stumble slightly. I shot her a small glare.
“Fine, I will. I’ll talk to you later. We have a lot of stuff to do for the wedding still,” I said, walking backwards slowly. She barely nodded as she caught sight of her own boyfriend making his way toward us—Garrett. Rolling my eyes, I turned and headed toward my man. The closer I got, the wider my grin became. Even though I had been with him for well over a year, I still got butterflies when I saw him. I noticed a few girls gawking at him as I walked by. A small part of me was jealous, but the other was used to it. It wasn’t the girls’ fault that Liam was so handsome. Just as long as they didn’t go near him, I was fine.
“What are you doing here? You know my fiancé is going to be here any minute,” I said playfully, coming to a stop a few feet away from him. I watched as he raised an eyebrow at me and smirked.
“Well we will just have to make it quick, now won’t we?” He voice was low. My knees weakened. Laughing, I went that last few feet until I was right in front of Liam. I tilted my head up to stare at him.
“You better kiss me then, before he comes,” I whispered. Not needing another invitation, he swooped down, placing his lips against mine. Just like when we first kissed, my body ignited. I could never get tired of Liam’s kisses.
“How was class?” he asked once he pulled away. He wasn’t even breathless like I was. He knew the effect he had one me, and stood there, still smirking down at me.
“Go—” I cleared my throat. “Good. Glad it is over.” As much as I liked that I was going to college, I was like every other person who was glad it was over.
“Think you passed your classes?”
“Eh, could go either way.” The professor Sophia was talking about was a hard-ass. He never gave anyone As.
“I bet you did great. Want to go and celebrate?” he asked, stepping away from the passenger side to hold it open for me.
“Sure, where should we go?” I asked as I slipped in.
“Wherever you want.” He shut the door and rounded the front of the car. I loved this thing: the 2015 Chevy Camaro in charcoal. It was beyond beautiful and my own baby. Over the last year Liam had taught me how to drive, and with his old Audi totaled, he bought this. Since I caught a ride with Sophia for today, I wasn’t able to drive it like usual.
Yes, I had just learned how to drive at twenty-one. I didn’t have anyone to teach me, and had no money for a car before. Even though I could drive now, I didn’t always. The traffic in New York was too bad and you could get somewhere faster by walking, or have someone else drive. Liam patiently taught me, which was very sweet of him. Especially after he suffered from some whiplash along the way.
“So, where to?” he asked as he slowly made his way out of the parking lot.
“How long do you have before you have to go back to work?”
“I don’t have to. I took the rest of the day off to celebrate your last day of college for a while. You are now a junior, or I guess senior, if you graduate early.”
I looked over at him, smiling. He was literally the greatest guy ever.
“Well I was going to say let’s go play some laser tag, but with you dressed like that I don’t think you could. We can go get some ice cream, then maybe take a dip in the pool,” I suggested, sending him a wink.
“If you want to go and play laser tag so I can kick your cute little ass again, we can.”