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Chuckling, I add, “And Eve.”
She giggles. “And Eve… though I truly do have to thank her.”
“You do?”
She nods, gasping as my cock penetrates her deeper and harder than before.
“She let you go. She didn’t want to, but she did. Her unfinished business was you finding love and happiness. She thought it was with her, Blake, but she realized you still had time on this Earth that she didn’t. She let you go so we could be together, and for that I will always be thankful to her.”
Over a month ago, I was on the verge of ending everything just to rid myself of Eve’s torment. Now, I literally had her to thank for bringing me Autumn. Everything happened so fast that I still have trouble wrapping my head around it all. But Autumn is right, if Eve hadn’t let me go, I wouldn’t be here on the verge of saying words to Autumn I vowed never to say again.
“Autumn…”
“Hmm,” she hummed? Her heavy-lidded gaze looking up at me like I was everything in the world to her.
“I love you.”
The way her cheeks burned a cute rosy pink, and that smile reached her ears so effortlessly is something I’ll always remember.
“I love you, too, Blake.”
Our lips crash together, our breaths mingling as each of us get lost in the other. No barriers. No interference. Just our bodies becoming a unified mess of heaven on Earth as we find solace in each other and sever the ties of my past once and for all.
Epilogue Two
Mindy
My heart flutters the second I pull up to my new home. A building taller than I could ever imagine, and big enough to house the bakery and then some. I’ve waited for this moment for years, only dreaming I’d ever be able to take my small cupcake food truck to an actual store front. I’ve scrimped and saved the best I could, and I just so happened to find a screaming deal—one too good to pass up.
Now I’m here, standing on the doorstep of my future, my dreams literally manifesting right before my eyes, and I have Mr. Moseley to thank for it.
I’ve yet to meet the man, but I can’t help but feel indebted to him for willingly taking a chance on me and my business, offering me a place to live and conduct business all at the same time, with never meeting before.
A big guy comes out of the building next to mine, eyes narrowed into slits, taking in my cute little sundress like it offends him. He’s dressed in a pressed suit, navy in color, that’s perfectly tailored and ironed. There’s some flashy diamondcufflinks around his wrist, and a very expensive watch too. His hair is a dark black, the color of suit and shadows, and he has that Eastern descent look to him, like he’s fresh off a gondola in Italy or something.
“Are you Ms. St. John?” he asks too gruff for a first meeting. But I’ll change that. They don’t call me Mrs. Sunshine for nothing.
My excitement is too much to bear and I’m practically dancing on the balls of my feet. “Oh bagels, yes! I’m so excited to meet you. You must be Mr. Moseley. I can’t begin to thank you for everything you’ve done for me.”
The man takes a step back when I reach for his hand, and grimaces. “You’re a lot older than expected?”
“I am?”
He nods. “For some reason, you have the voice of an adolescent.”
Grinning, I brush my hair away from my face, wiping away some leftover frosting from the fresh batch of chocolate cupcakes I made this morning, just for Mr. Moseley. “It’s a gift and a curse. But if I was a teenager, I wouldn’t be able to afford this place.”
His mouth tics in frustration. “I see.” He then reaches into his pocket and produces a set of keys. “Mr. Moseley is away on business, but he’s asked me to give you the tour.”
“That sounds fantastic.”
With an eye roll of annoyance, he turns towards the door, ignoring me.
“I didn’t catch your name.”
He keeps walking. “I didn’t offer it.”
“Are you always this grumpy?”
