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He nods ruefully. “You’re not mad, are you? I wanted to tell you, but I knew you’d think I was doing it for you. But I’m doing this for me. Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets.”
A tear rolls down my cheek when memories of how true that statement is hits home. “I’m not mad,” I confess. “But what about work?”
“I’m the boss. I can do what I want,” he muses. “But how about we add another garage to our portfolio. In Montana. My dad has been asking around, just in case.”
“Your dad knows?” I can’t keep the surprise from my tone.
“I mentioned it to him. And Sam.”
“And what did Sam say?” There is no longer a shred of animosity when we speak of him because Saxon is right—lifeistoo short.
“He asked if I needed an apprentice.” I can’t keep the tears at bay. But this time, they’re happy tears. “You’re happy, right?”
I let out a sniffle sob. “Yes, so happy.” This is everything I’ve ever wanted. It almost feels too good to be true. But when I look down at Saxon’s tattoo, I realize this didn’t come easy. There were many bumps along the way, but those were just speedbumps, not roadblocks. Life is what you make of it, and we’re going to make it amazing.
Some might say this entire heartache could have been avoided if I had only just moved, or Saxon stayed. But we’ve come full circle, and as they say, the journey of a thousand miles begins with one step. And now that I’ve taken that step…I don’t plan on ever stopping.
“So what happens now?” I ask, embracing the phrase the world is my oyster.
“Now…I can always give you that massage,” he huskily quips, accented with a wink. “I might even give you a happy ending.”
His promise heats me from head to toe. How can it not? He’s the epitome of perfection, and he’s all mine. Closing the distance between us, I place my hand on his peppered stubble. Studying every inch of him, I smile. “You already have. A happily ever after,” I conclude, caressing him, treasuring him evermore. “The end.”
His poignant eyes, those eyes which held me captive from the first moment I looked into them, turn soft, and he bends into my touch. Kissing my palm, he lowers himself to the floor, kneeling before me. Placing both hands on my stomach, he peers up and smiles. “No, little Lucy Tucker…this is just the beginning.”
Once in a while, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale.
