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He grabs me in a fierce hold. His mouth streaks over my face reverently, every touch worshipful, then I hear his words as he repeats them like a mantra.
“I love you. I love you. I love you.”
My heart is full to the point of bursting, happiness nudging aside the sorrow that had settled there, replacing it. I reach for Oliver’s clothes, determined to feel skin, to lose myself in this man. Oliver is of the same mind.
But this time when he makes love to me, there is a tenderness in him. With each touch, he carefully and painstakingly adores me, shows me how much he loves me. When I come, it’s with breathy sighs and moans, wrapped around him so tightly that we seem like one person.
Life isn’t perfect. But, through all this mess, finding somebody who understands me so deeply is a gift I plan to cherish.
17
Epilogue
Oliver
Lana frowns at Caleb. “That’s fine and all, but she hardly has the qualifications the rest of the applicants have.”
Caleb looks annoyed. “Just hire her, Lana.”
As I watch the exchange between the woman I love and her boss and friend, I know she’s not going to come out on top.
Lucas sits nearby, going through some contracts.
We’ve all pulled a late night since it’s going to be my last day at the office. It’s been six months since I started, and I’m not sad to leave. Lana still plans to continue her work since I’m staying on as a temporary consultant while working on my own business, which Caleb insists on investing in.
He’s a sharp businessman with the nose of a bloodhound.
I close the folder before me, then stand. “All right. We have to leave. Are you done, Lana?”
Lana gives Caleb a dirty look, tucking the file of the girl Caleb wants as PA under her arm. “Let’s leave.”
Caleb isn’t bothered by her attitude. He just waves us off.
It’s oddly cool for a September night, so we decide to forgo a taxi and walk.
Lana looks happier.
Her father’s surgery was a success, and her brothers are working toward rebuilding their bonds with her. It amuses me how they watch me warily and with open dislike, as if they think I’m not good enough for their baby sister.
It makes me wonder if Lana had ever said yes to any of the men they tossed her way, would they have even let her go through with it?
“So,” I say, tucking her under my arm. “What do you think about traveling to London with me for a week?”
“London?” Lana looks startled. “Why?”
I shrug. “Just thought I could show you my family estate. Maybe take you out on a yacht where you can sunbathe in a tiny bikini and let me rub lotion over you.”
Lana grins. “Didn’t you rub lotion all over me last night, you pervert?”
I release an ever-suffering sigh. “My patience ran short last night. There was still so much we could have done.”
Lana’s laughter is one of the best sounds in the world. It wraps me up in its delight and happiness. I want to bask in it.
Insincerely, she pats my chest. “There, there.”
I glare down at her laughing face.
These past few months have brought about a transformation to this woman. She’s more open, relaxed, the hostility she wore as a shield has dropped down. I eye the bracelet around her wrist, which I had gifted her, feeling pride at the idea she wears it every day.
