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“I want to be mad, but I guess it could be worse than getting knocked up by a sexy mechanic who wants to marry me.” She lays her head on my shoulder and I rest my hand on her knee.
“Once you marry me, you really are mine forever.” I give her leg a squeeze.
“Forever,” Joslyn echoes.
Epilogue
Joslyn
“Ihad to find out about your life from your new husband?” My eyes go wide at the sound of the voice behind me and my new husband smirks like the asshole he is. “Bitch, do you hear me?” I stand up, white dress swaying around me, and I squeal.
“Shae!” I push past chairs, and we throw ourselves in each other’s arms.
“Jossie!” My best friend in the world is here, in my arms, on my wedding day. Sort of. Dax and I eloped to the courthouse, but his friends insisted we have a proper wedding a few weeks later at our house. We did and it was amazing. “I’m so sorry I’m late, but I didn’t know until last night.”
“I called you and texted so many times.” I wipe a tear from my eye and pull her into a chair with me on the back patio.
“Things went a little south with this guy and I had to get a new phone and number. But your man found me.” She looks past me to Dax. “Damn girl, you did good!” I look over my shoulder to Dax, beer in hand, smile on his face. I did fantastic.
“I’ve missed you.” I hug Shae again. I haven’t seen her in three years. She looks exactly the same, except the hair color is different. Today it’s blue. The ring in her nose has a matching bead and her earrings are blue feathers. Her dark skin with the bright blue hair is stunning.
“I missed you too. Now, integrate me into this life.” Shae stands and pulls me to my feet. I make my rounds with her, she hugs Dax, rubs Morgan’s belly, and is just as likable as I remember. I missed her so much.
The party rages on, music plays, and we all dance. I see Shae chatting with the DJ and the song changes to something slow. Dax finds me, spinning me into his arms and dipping me into a kiss. Once we’re upright, he pulls me to him and we sway to the music. The song changes, but we keep dancing slow and close, his arms draped around my waist.
“You found my best friend,” I whisper near his ear.
“It took some time,” he whispers back. “Have I told you how amazing you look?”
“You may have mentioned it.” I rest my head on his shoulder and his hands drop down to my ass.
“We’re stable, married, and I got your best friend for you as a wedding present. Can I please put a baby in you now?” His teeth graze my earlobe and I shudder. My face heats red. Since our unprotected make-up car sex a few months ago, I’ve made him use a condom every time, so there aren’t any babies yet. The idea of having a little Dax running around with his eyes and my hair does sound amazing though.
I glance around. “No one is paying any attention to us.” Getting forgotten at your own wedding is what happens when you give a house full of mechanics and construction workers enough booze to fill our koi pond. With a sly smile, Dax starts leading us away from the middle of the dance floor. We slide past most of the crowd, across the patio, and to the door without anyone stopping us. I see Shae with Morgan and know it’s safe to sneak away. Dax pulls me into the house and up the stairs. We don’t pass anyone, and the party outside is muffled when we close the door. Dax is on me before I can react. He finds my zipper and expertly gets me out of the dress that took me twenty minutes to get into. I work the buttons of his shirt, he takes care of my bra and his pants. He looked good in that shirt and tie, but this is my favorite Dax. He grabs my face to kiss me, backing me up to the bed. I expect to tumble back with him , but he stops me at the footboard, turns me around, and pulls my back to his front.
“You’re going to hold on, and I’m fucking you from behind. I want you screaming my names so loud they hear you at the party.” Dax runs his rough hands up and cups my breasts, rolling my nipples between his fingers, I whimper. His cock grinds into my ass and one huge hand moves down to my pussy. He kisses my neck, one hand on my nipple, the other stroking me.
“Dax.” His name comes out breathy and light.
“Come for me and I’ll fuck you.” One finger slides inside me, his thumb strokes my clit, and I’m shattering in a matter of seconds. My back arches, my eyes close, and I moan his name while light bursts behind my eyes. And like that, his hands are gone, moved to my hips and I’m bent over in front of him. Dax slams into me and one orgasm rolls into a second. His girth fills me, the new angle hits spots I didn’t know existed, and I come apart again. He grips my hips hard, bruising, and I love every bit of it. The muffled sounds of our party vanish and it’s just us. I’m panting, legs shaking, while Dax says endlessly dirty things behind me. He grabs my hair, pulling my head back, one hand still on my hip. His relentless pace slows and he tightens his grip on my hip and hair. Dax groans low in his chest and the sound, knowing he’s coming inside me, makes me clench my muscles around him. I feel him pulsing inside me, my legs shake, his fingers dig into my skin and I’m drowning in ecstasy.
And someone knocks on the door. I hear my name, but my brain is still so fuzzy. I whimper when Dax slides out of me and climbs up on the bed, collapsing on my back as he comes to lie next to me. “Damn it, Jossie! Did you really just run off to get laid at your own party?” Shae yells through the door.
“Yes! Go away!” I yell back, laughing, and Dax pulls me into his chest.
“I’ll tell them you’re busy getting dicked down.” Shae laughs and then she’s gone.
Dax laughs, a roll of thunder in his chest, and I run my fingers over the hard planes of his abs. “When everyone leaves, I’m doing that again.”
“Is that a threat?” I sigh and close my eyes.
“A promise. Our kids are going to be so fucking cute.” He kisses my head. “Then you’ll be stuck with me forever.”
Forever sounds perfect.
The End.
