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Epilogue

Sera

Six Weeks Later

So, what's it like being married to the man of my dreams?

It's absolutely perfect. Life has gotten so much better since that magical day in Vegas. Luke and I are partners: in love, in code, and in business. I joined the design team for the AI self-driving car, and together, we're forging a new future for the company.

But today isn't about that. I bite my lip as I lean over my laptop, love bubbling up inside me. That's not a surprise. Every second of every day, I'm filled with love, more than I can even comprehend sometimes.

It's even better because A) Damien looks like he's going to get alongsentence and B) Graham and Ellie have shown me they meant what they promised. Graham has resigned from TechGuard, and he and Ellie are staying on the West Coast. It's been a long road – and there's still ground to cover – but they've proven they still care.

But today isn't about them either.

When the door opens, I turn. I'm standing next to the car, doing the lip-biting thing that drives my husband wild. I quickly let go before we get distracted.

He walks confidently toward me, my tall, dashing, straight-out-of-a-fantasy silver fox. He kisses me, then says, "You said there was a problem with Ally?"

"Yeah, she's gone rogue again. She won't stop talking about one very specific thing."

"What?"

I gesture at the car. "Climb in. See for yourself."

He climbs into the car, touching the button that wakes Ally up. "Ally, how are we doing?"

"Very excited for the future," Ally replies, not the AI's usual response.

"Okay... and why might that be?"

"Haven't you heard, Mr. Cross? You're going to be a father. Sera is pregnant."

He leaps from the car, a radiant grin spreading across his face.

"Are you happy?" I ask.

He laughs in delight, pulling me in for a hug. "I'm over the moon. A family, Sparkplug. This is our chance. To do better. To be better. I love you."

Yes, this is our chance to have it all.

"I love you, too, daddy-to-be."

Epilogue

Luke

Three Months Later

"This is a testament to your hard work," I tell her as Ally guides us around the track, the stars shining down, the full moon making the nighttime setting even more romantic.

She strokes her hand over her belly. "The fact I'm willing to let Ally drive us around at night while pregnant?"

I nod, smoothing my hand over hers. We often stay like this, with her touching her growing bump, me pressing against the back of her hand. She says she likes it: she's got love on either side of her. She smiles as Ally smoothly takes a corner we can't even see.

"All those late nights," I say. "All that hard work, it's paid off. But there's one last test to see how confident we really are..."

She moans when I move my hand from her belly toward her legs. "You've been obsessed ever since I told you how crazy the pregnancy hormones make me."

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