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“We might be living in both places from time to time.”
“We’ll figure it out,” he says, his mouth hovering over mine. “It’s all about compromise, you know?”
Epilogue
~ Tucker ~
“Hey, Tucker, how are you?”
“I’m good, how are you, Dave?” I say to the stage manager as he strides by.
“As good as I can be. It’s going to be a long few days.”
“You wouldn’t have it any other way.”
We’re kicking off the Home Again tour. Five cities and five concerts over the next five days.
“You’re right.” He laughs and keeps walking.
It’s taken us almost three years to work out a routine, but Scarlett, Chloe, and I have finally found a groove that works. As promised, Scarlett has limited her tours to summers only, and Chloe goes with her from start to finish. I’m not quite as lucky due to my work schedule, but I’ve been able to work it out where I spend the majority of the summer with them. When I do have to go home to New Hope to work a few shifts, we hire extra staff to make sure there’s always someone watching over Chloe, and she wouldn’t have it any other way. She loves being on tour with Scarlett.
From August until May, Scarlett is home in New Hope with us. She has to leave from time to time for interviews or TV appearances, but she’s never gone for longer than a few days, and sometimes, we go with her. Lexi and her kids have even gone with Scarlett a couple of times.
I’m on cloud nine. When Scarlett and I got back together three years ago, I didn’t think that life could get much better, and then she married me, and I was proven wrong. Life got more than better. I pinch myself every morning as a reminder that I’m not dreaming. I’ve got a beautiful, talented wife, a wonderful, smart daughter, and a career that I love. Sure, life gets hectic from time to time, but with my girls by my side, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Hey, Chloe. Where’s your mom?”
“In her dressing room, why?”
“Larry needs her to come down to the stage so he can fit her harness.” Scarlett is still using a harness and zip line to fly across the stage as part of a stunt during her show. She does it at every concert, and her fans love it.
I kiss Chloe’s head and keep walking down the long corridor to Scarlett’s dressing room. I knock twice and walk in.
“I could’ve been naked,” she says, perched on a stool in front of her vanity.
“You know better than to leave the door unlocked if you’re naked.”
“I love it when you get all possessive.” She giggles and pulls me down for a kiss.
My hands slide down her sides as I deepen the embrace and then remember that I came in here for a reason. If we don’t stop now, I’m going to have her stripped naked and my cock buried in her tight body. Then she’ll be late for the show, and it’ll be my fault, and we don’t need a mess like that again.
Scarlett pouts when I pull away from her. “I wasn’t done.”
“I promise that I’ll ravish every inch of you tonight, but right now, Larry needs you down at the stage so he can fit you for the harness.”
“Oh.” Her lips part, and then she shrugs a shoulder. “I, uh, I’m not going to need the harness for this tour.”
“Why not?”
“Because I’m not doing the stunt.”
“But you always do the stunt. Your fans expect it, and it’s something that you love to do.”
She nods and bites her bottom lip. “You’re right, I do love it, but my doctor said it isn’t safe for me to do anymore now that I’m…pregnant.”
“Your doctor—wait. What did you say?”
“I’m pregnant.”
“You’re pregnant?”
Scarlett nods.
“I’m going to be a father again?”
“Pretty sure that’s how it works.”
I pull Scarlett into my arms and cup her face. “You’re pregnant with my baby,” I whisper against her lips, trying desperately not to cry.
“I found out this morning.”
“How far along are you?”
“Eight weeks. I don’t really want to tell anyone until we hit the twelve-week mark, if that’s okay.”
“That’s more than okay.”
Scarlett squeals when I lift her up and twirl her around.
“You have made me the happiest man in the world. And Chloe is going to be so excited.”
“I can’t wait to tell her. She’s going to be the best big sister.”
“And you’re going to be the best mom.” I kiss Scarlett, deeply and passionately before dropping to my knees.
I pull her shirt up and press my lips to her belly. Scarlett slides her fingers into my hair, holding me against her.
“I can’t believe this is happening. I’ve dreamed of this moment so much over the last few years.”
“Believe it, babe. In roughly thirty-two weeks, we’ll be the parents of a beautiful baby girl or boy.”
