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He always has been.
I see us in his eyes, taking shape, growing, cracking, frayed around the edges even, but holding together because we’re writing our own story now, and in both versions, it ends with us.
45
EPILOGUE
THE LEGEND OF REMINGTON WILDE
REMI
“Are you sure? Once I hit send, it’s out of our hands,” Kal asks me for the hundredth time and I finally take the mouse from her and hit send myself.
“It’s done. Out of our hands. Let the chips fall where they may.” I press a kiss to her lips and slam her laptop closed. I lean down, scoop her out of the chair and walk us back to our bedroom.
“You’re awfully relaxed for a man who just sent his entire life story to a tv news magazine.” She says skeptically.
I set her down on the edge of the bed and sit next to her.
“It was written by someone I trust completely. I’m not worried at all. Besides, you titled it The Legend of Remington Wilde. Soon, it won’t just be a nickname, it’ll be a motherfucking title.”
“Oh, God, you’re going to be impossible after this, aren’t you?”
“If impossible and glorified are the same thing, then absofuckinglutely. Now, let’s fuck.” I waggle my eyebrows.
“It’s about damn time,” she grumbles, and starts unbuttoning my shirt while we walk. I’m just pulling her skirt up when she stops walking and steps away from me.
“Wait, our flight leaves in two hours, do we have that kind of time? We still need to get B—” She glances at her watch and I cover it with my hand.
“Bianca can have a few more minutes with her dad. The plane will wait. But I can’t. Not another fucking minute.” I lie back and hook an arm around her waist to take her with me.
She squeals in surprise but grabs my ass and pulls me into her.
“You feel that? That’s six weeks’ worth of hard fucking you’ve missed.”
She grins like the little rogue she is. “That was all your bright idea. I’ve been ready—”
I cover her lips with mine and drink the rest of her words.
Her mouth opens beneath mine and her tongue slides home.
I planned on taking my time, feasting on her body and making up for everything I’ve missed for the last six weeks.
But the minute I taste her, that goes out of the window because there’s no way I can take my time.
“I want to feel your skin.” She pants against my mouth, writhing like she’s as desperate as I am.
I push up and rest on my knees between her legs and pull the shirt over my head and her eyes light up.
“You’re so fucking sexy, Remi.” She shimmies out of her T-shirt and unfastens her bra.
My eyes nearly roll out of my head when I lay my eyes on perfect, plump and peaked nutmeg colored nipples. I lean down to take one in my mouth, and fuck if I don’t nearly come from just that one taste.
Her hands are everywhere and while I’m feasting, she frees my dick and her warm, soft palm covers it and starts to stroke.
My back arches and I thrust up into her fist. Her thumb swipes my head and spreads the small bead of precum around and I groan.
“Fuck, you’re killing me.”
