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I think I’m going to like a life time of using orgasms, as bargaining chips, because not giving them to her, isn’t an option ever again.

Epilogue 1

Brynn

4 months later

“Two weddings in one year, and to think, this time last year we were making plans in case we never got married.” Lin says with little hearts in her eyes.

“I’m just glad we’re getting married, before you start to show,” I say and rub her belly.

Today, I get to marry Jasper. It’s been hell waiting, until after the season, but he had to get his cast off and do some physical therapy. Other than the scar, he’s as good as new.

Kade and Lin recently told me and Jasper they’re expecting. She’s only ten weeks along, and they haven’t made it public yet, but I’m so thrilled to have a little niece or nephew on the way.

“Okay, let’s get this tiara on and get the full effect,” Lin says, as she puts on the tiara I opted for, instead of a veil, since we’re getting married on the beach.

The door to my room opens and closes, and Jasper’s mom walks in.

“Alright, I have booze. Need some liquid courage to walk down the aisle? Because I’m dragging you one way or the other.” She says, and we laugh.

“No cold feet. I’m ready.” I tell her.

I asked her to walk me down the aisle, because she’s going to be family. She took care of me, when my parents died. Even though, Jasper and I weren’t together, and she has always been my biggest cheerleader.

“Good, now I have a gift for you.” She says. “Something old. This was my mother’s, and she passed it to me on her wedding day. I never had a girl, but you are like a daughter to me, so I’m passing it to you on your wedding day.” Mrs. Adams holds up this beautiful antique hair comb.

“Oh my, gosh!” I gasp.

It’s silver with diamonds in a swirl pattern with pearls mixed in. She comes around and fixes it into my hair.

“Now, Jasper took care of the something new.” She hands me a large square box with a bow wrapped around it. There’s a card tucked into the bow, so I read that first.

Brynn,

I remember the first day I saw you. You had on that bright, pink shirt you wore all the time, until you outgrew it. The one with a glittery pineapple on it. You also had on white shorts and sandals. Your hair was in those pigtail French braids you loved to wear.

I knew at the age of seven I wanted to be near you. I needed to be your friend, and I didn’t understand the pull, then.

On our first date, you wore that blue spaghetti strapped, long Bohemian, beach dress. There was just enough of a dip that I had to fight all night not to stare at your tits. After that, you in that dress showed up in many of my late night fantasies.

The night we lost our virginity together, we had spent the day at the beach. You were wearing a black one piece that had the cutouts over your stomach. You wore a multi-colored striped cover-up dress over it.

When I opened my eyes in that hospital room, you were wearing shorts and one of my Hummingbird Bar shirts.

Every important memory of you is seared into my brain, and today, is another one. I can’t wait to see you in your wedding dress; memorize how it hugs your body and shows off your curves.

Then tonight, I will memorize what it looks like, as I peel it off of you, as I make love to my wife.

I love you, Firefly. This necklace is one of the first of many ways I plan to spoil you. Please, wear it today. Mom assures me it goes with your dress.

Your husband,

Jasper

I gasp, when I open it. The necklace has diamonds in a flower swirl with pearls mixed in just like the comb his mom gave me. Lin helps me put it on, and he’s right, it looks great with my dress.

My dress is a long, flowy tulle, and the bodice has these embedded lace flowers, and when the sunlight hits them, they almost glitter. It’s just a bit much for a beach wedding, but when I saw it, I knew I had to have it.

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