When the kids are a bit older and Nora has had more time to heal her wounds, we will travel back to our home country more often to let the kids have the childhood we experienced.
But for now, we’re happy.
Speaking of my love, she’s finally seen the message I sent her to come and find me away from the crowd so we can have a few minutes alone.
She rolls her eyes as another person stops to congratulate her.
Interrupting our time together.
Finally, she’s set way toward me, and I watch as her sexy curves move with every step she takes in this direction.
She looks beautiful tonight.
Her coppery red hair is down, loosely waved, with a braid pulled back on one side by Agnes’s clip, the one she wore on our wedding day, as a good luck charm. And, of course, the gold pendant her mam passed down to her is safely clasped around her neck.
“Today was a good day, aye?” I look up and lock eyes with my favorite color, honey hazel. The eyes that have memorized my body and soul since I was a young lad.
I tap my lips, and she bends down to press her pouty ones against mine. “I’ve never been prouder, Pip. You are truly an amazing person and the perfect role model for our children. Although you could tone down the swearing and attitude in front of them.” I smirk, and she punches my arms.
Nothing has changed between us in all these years.
She’s still one hell of a fiery redhead,my spitfire, and we’ve never been happier.
I pull her onto my lap, and she nuzzles straight into my chest, as she always does, while I run my fingers lightly through her soft locks, feeling her fall limp to the touch.
“I’m so tired from today. Can you wrap your arms around me and hold me tight?”
“Aye. Take a little nap,” I whisper against her head. “No one even knows we’re even back here.”
“Aye.” She yawns. “I’ll use your body for comfort right now, but later I’m using you for something infinitely naughtier. I’m in charge tonight.” She wiggles her arse in my lap.
“Nora, I may think I’m in charge, but we all know it’s you, babe. You rule us all.”
Another yawn cuts off her laugh. She snuggles closer, and before her breathing evens out, she whispers, “And now it’s time tolose myselfin you.”
“Always, Pip.”
Use me. Lose yourself in me.
* * *
That morning, Declan left one of Nora’s daily notes against the bathroom mirror as he always does.
But this one was different.
He was inspired by Nora’s love for the arts and decided to finally write her a love letter of his own.
Nora,
You are the air I breathe. I could not live without you.
You are my guiding light. I could not live without you.
You are my shelter. I could not live without you.
You are my purpose. I could not live without you.
You are my biggest accomplishment. My pride and joy.
There will only be you and I.
I will love you for infinite lifetimes.
-Declan
Written By Declan Buckley for his destined lover, his one and only love, Hanora Buckley.
The End.