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“Yeah, but that wouldn’t change a damn thing.”
He presses his mouth to mine, and I kiss him. I kiss him like the world is going to end tomorrow and he cups the back of my neck, keeping me in place and kissing me back like I’m his salvation.
More confetti falls on our heads, a sea of colored paper that tangles in my hair, and I can’t bring myself to care about anything besides his chest against mine and my heart in his hands.
“I love you,” I whisper so only he can hear me. “I think I’m going to love you forever.”
Reid grins, a smile matching mine. The adoration in his eyes makes me weak in the knees. “Wanna bet?”
I grip the collar of his shirt and knock his hat off his head. “You’re on.”
FORTY-SIX
EPILOGUE
Avery
Sixteen months later
I stretchmy arms above my head and smile at the sun seeping in through the curtains of my bedroom. It’s quiet and still, and I can tell I’m home alone.
I roll over and see a note stuck to the pillow on Reid’s side of the bed. I grab it and smile at his handwriting.
Morning, sunshine.
I’m heading to the office early to do some work.
Can’t wait to see you later.
Call me when you wake up.
Love you.
-R
I clutch it to my chest and sigh, still feeling like I’m living in some dream world even after a year and a half of dating.
It almost seems like a lifetime has passed with all the adventures we’ve had. With the trips we’ve taken and the work we’ve done.
A whole NFL season has passed, and even though my Thunderhawks gave the Titans run for their money in the playoffs again last year, Reid has another Super Bowl ring to add to the collection.
Sometimes he wears it to piss me off.
I throw back the covers and pop out of bed, a spring to my step as I walk to the kitchen and smell fresh coffee. I open the cabinet above the sink to pull out a mug and a rubber duck tumbles onto my head.
“What the hell?”
I pick it up off the counter and examine it, laughing when I realize it’s the same kind Reid hid in my office last year.
This time, there isn’t a number on the bottom, just a single question mark.
I take a picture and send him a text message.
Me
Didn’t think I would be assaulted by rubber ducks first thing in the morning, but here we are.
What does the question mark mean? Am I missing something?
