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I chuckle briefly and then straighten my lips as Indie shoots me a pointed glare. “Georgina is fine. She’s now engaged to a much better suitor. Her social standing has elevated far beyond her expectations.”
“What does this mean? Why are you here, Roman?”
I take a deep breath and hold her gaze. “It means, I want a life with you. I love you, and I will never stop asking you for another chance.”
Indie tugs my hand and leads me away through the crowd and into a small storage room at the back of the gallery. The space is dark. the dim glow of the city lights outside through the small window cast a warm ambiance, highlighting the contours of her face. Feeling the irresistible pull, I reach out, tracing the line of her jaw with my fingertips. She looks up at me, her baby blues vulnerable and full of hope as she leans into my touch.
“God, I’ve missed you. Missed us.” I close the distance between us, gently cupping her face in my hands. Our lips meet in the sweetest, gentlest kiss. Our breaths create an intimate dance that binds us, gluing that connection we share back together. Back as one. The kiss deepens, her unspoken acceptance on her tongue. A slow but deliberate exploration that mirrors the journey of our hearts. Indies fingers comb through my hair and then down the back of my spine before she pulls away from our kiss.
“I love you,” she whispers, a soft smile covering her perfect, pink-kissed lips. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
Epilogue
Roman
“WE HAVE TO GET READY, or we're going to be late.”
I lift the sheet from over my head, my lips glistening with Indie’s arousal and grin at her. “One more.” I dip my head back under and circle my tongue over her clit.
“No more. We are going to be... Oh God,” she moans out. “Maybe just... Oh...” she moans again as I insert my finger to the knuckle inside her. I groan also at her sweet sound as her back arches off the bed. Grabbing her ass, I pull her back towards me, licking, sucking, swirling, all the while my finger fucks her just as fast and needy as she is. Her scream of pleasure and her release coating my tongue has me crawling up her body and sliding my cock deep inside her. She’s tight from her orgasm, the muscles not yet relaxed, making her walls resist the intrusion. Sweat coats my brow as I plunge in and out, hurried to find my own release before we must leave.
Claiming her lips, I kiss her hungrily, her moans under my tongue send the most delicious shivers down my spine. I can’t get enough of her. It's been six months of this, and I just cannot get enough.
“Again,” I say, kissing a trail down her neck, squeezing her tight nipples between my fingers.
She laughs. “You’re insatiable. It’s a wonder we ever leave this room.”
“Only when it comes to you,” I counter, biting down on her bottom lip.
“We have to leave, Roman. I can’t miss today. It’s too important.”
I sigh, growling into her neck. “I know. I know.” I roll off her, then watch her as she slides on her back off the bed and walks naked to the bathroom. God, she is a vision, and not a day goes by I don't thank the stars that she gave me another chance. But it’s not just another chance that she has gifted me, it’s a new life. My heart is so full, and I’m happy, genuinely happy. I’ve left behind the familiar streets of New York to embrace a new chapter in my life, one that has me finding my own identity. Working on growing my law firm has been no small feat, but the thought of sharing life with Indie every day motivates me to be better, to do better.
Indie has been busy capturing her new collection of photographs and has another show coming up. I bought a house right near the water and had a dark room built for her. Watching her do what she loves every day and seeing her smile, fills me with so much contentment, I feel I could burst from it. I love her with everything I am, and then some. She loves me in return so deeply that it makes everything I sacrificed to be with her worth it a million times over. I feel so privileged to be part of her world.
“Roman, are you coming?’ Indie snaps me from my daydream, calling me from the shower.
“Oh, I’m coming alright.” I jump up from the bed and enter the bathroom. “I’m about to cum inside you.”
THE CALIFORNIA SUN paints the sky in warm hues as Indie and I enter the auditorium and take a seat. Indie fidgets in her chair, the excitement keeping her from sitting still. It’s graduation day for Austin.
“I can’t believe this day has finally come. He did it.” She smiles at me. “He actually did it.”
I smile back at her. “California has been good for him. It’s like he has a new lease on life.”
“I think we both have.” She leans her head into my shoulder, hooking her arm into mine. “Getting closure with our parents allowed us to heal and move on. We both hung on way too long. Thank you, Roman. I realize that I never actually thanked you for giving us that.”
I kiss the top of her head, breathing in her intoxicating scent. “Seems we both had daddy issues.” Saying that out loud makes me think of my father for the first time in months. He tried to contact me on a few occasions in the weeks after I’d first left, but since I have moved to Cali, I’ve not heard from him. He is probably too busy scheming his next retirement plan or arranging my younger brother's marriage. I have kept in touch with Corban. He graduates from Harvard this fall and is planning on joining me at my firm, much to my fathers despise. Turns out, I didn’t lose all my family, and I’m grateful for my baby brother's loyalty. Together, we will build a new Judge empire.
“I love you, Roman Judge.” Indie smiles up at me, her baby blues tugging on my heart. “Please don’t ever stop making me laugh.”
“I don’t plan on it, sweetheart. I love your smile; I love your laugh. I live for it. I live for you.”
I slide my hand into my pocket, and my fingers gingerly wrap around the familiar contours of the necklace I meticulously selected for her. It mirrors the exact design of the one I had gifted her back in Boston. Memories flood my mind as I recall the moment, she’d sheepishly confessed to pawning it, in order to finance her journey to California. Understanding the sentimental value, it held for her, I enlisted the services of a local jeweller to craft an identical replica.
With a gentle touch, I guide her forward, delicately brushing aside the strands of her hair to make way for the necklace. The clasp secures it snugly around her neck, and her fingers instinctively explore before her gaze descends to admire the exquisite piece. A warm and grateful smile graces her lips, mirroring the affectionate bond we share.
“It’s not the same one.” I offer her a disappointed smile. I had searched every pawn shop in Boston looking for the necklace and came up empty handed.
Her teary eyes gleam. “It’s perfect. Thank you.”
In response, I give her a tender smile and lean into plant kisses on her forehead, the tip of her nose, and finally, her perfect pink lips.
“You’re perfect.” I reflect on the journey I've undertaken, relinquishing aspects of my former self for the prospect of a life intertwined with Indie. Despite the challenges and uncertainties, I harbor no regrets. Every sacrifice, every moment of vulnerability, and every leap of faith has led me to this point; a point where love prevails.
I aspired to carve a legacy my own, and with Indie, that’s become a reality. Call me crazy, call me a fool, but only I will be the judge of that.
The End
