Page 15 of Sweet on Her

A smile grows on my lips. “You’re insane.”

“And you’re mine. I’ve waited all these years to see you again and tell you that you hurt me but I don’t care anymore. All I care about is the way that you make me feel now. We both made bad decisions when we were younger.”

“I know what mine was, what was yours.”

“I should have found out where you were at and gone there to drag you back by your hair.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“I absolutely would.”

“So what happens now.”

“Now. We see where things go. But I want to marry you, Kat, and I’m not getting any younger.”

“Neither am I.”

“I didn’t want to say it but…”

I slap him.

“Fine. We take some time and get to know each other again.”

And he’s as good as his word. Six months of sexy times and so many good memories that I can’t hold it in anymore.

“Hank, will you marry me?” We’re sitting watching television and I groan when he glares at me.

“That’s my job.”

“I’m a modern woman. I can do my own proposing.”

“Then do it.”

He slips to the floor and holds out a ring that he pulls out of his pocket. “I’ve just been waiting on you. I’ve always been waiting on you. I love you.”

“I love you more.”

He kisses me and the world swirls away in a cloud of red lust that overtakes us and we fall together, lost in the way we move and touch and grind and groan. Until he jerks and a wave of ecstasy rolls over me, through me and pulls me into bliss.

This. This is my home. Where I was always meant to be.

Epilogue One: Hank

Fire rips through the place again and I drop to my belly to crawl out of the burning tunnel of hell. The heat and loud crackling would make most people turn and run. I stay where I am and watch as the tendrils of red dance and change direction.

There’s air moving around me and I groan. I wish I had the damn air tank right now. But that’s one of the points of this exercise. I need to pay attention to get out of here without scorching my hands or damaging my lungs which are not feeling fantastic right now. I’m about to retire in another ten years but until then I’m not slowing down. I intend to make sure that my men get everything they need and that they know that everything that I ask them to do, I will do myself.

“Help me get out of this, Kat. Don’t leave me, baby.”

Her soft voice speaks to me in my head and I push the earpiece back in when it wiggles in my ear.

“You better hurry up, Hank. I’m not doing this by myself.”

I grunt. “I’ll be there soon, baby girl. How are you doing?”

“I’d be doing better if my crazy husband hadn’t decided that it was a good idea to get all his crazy team together and see how to take care of this idea.”

“It’s good for a team to get together and work towards a common goal.”

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