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Cannon presses his lips to my temple. “Come on. I’m taking you home.”
EPILOGUE
MAKAYLA
Three years later…
Ilie in the middle of our bed, arms at my sides. A silk sleep mask covers my eyes, but I don’t need to see to know he’s close. My heart pounds in my chest as I work to keep my breaths steady. Goose bumps prick my skin in anticipation of his deep, velvety greeting before he grabs my chin and presses his mouth to mine. I part my lips, and he slips his tongue into my mouth. He tastes like mint.
He pulls away to pepper kisses over my jaw and down to that sensitive spot just below my ear
as he pushes the mask away from my face. “Were you a good girl today?” He smirks.
“Yes,” I whine.
Cannon and I have been married for a year now. Six months after he proposed, we decided on a small wedding in Key West. Heather was my maid of honor, and Ryan—the other Davis—was Cannon’s best man.
After the incident with Victor, Cannon asked me to move in with him, claiming he couldn’t sleep without me beside him every night. I wanted that too, but I realized even though our relationship was very different from what I had with Victor, the pattern was the same. My need to be loved and respected, equally and wholly, had allowed another relationship to move on fast forward. I didn’t want that with Cannon. I wanted to savor every second with him. I wanted more dinner dates with a fountain view, sweet kisses, and late night reruns of my favorite TV show. And I got all of those things and more.
Three months later, I moved in.
Cannon sold Veil to Desiree, and now she and her husband, Gio, run it together.
I don’t know what happened to Victor after that day, but Cannon assures me that he’s alive, unfortunately—his words not mine—and running the Martin Hotel in Dubai. Victor was a horrible man, but I don’t wish death on him.
“I just spoke to your dad,” Cannon tells me. “They’ll be here in the morning.”
My parents love Cannon, especially my dad. While he never voiced his opinion on my dating an older man, nor had he ever flat-out admitted that he disliked Victor, I knew my dad only tolerated him for me. Naturally, I was worried he wouldn’t like Cannon, either, but they hit it off instantly. Twice a month, we drive down to Sarasota to take them to lunch. Sometimes we go down to Boca to visit Cannon’s mom. I was so nervous meeting her for the first time. In all the months I was with Victor, he never introduced me to his family. That should’ve been a red flag that things were off.
“And your mom?” I ask.
“Same.” He trails his lips down to my swollen belly. “How’s my princess doing today?”
At the sound of his voice, she kicks. “I think she’s ready to meet her daddy.”
Tomorrow, I’m going to be induced. I’ve been on bedrest for the past two weeks. I’m miserable, swollen, and ready to bring our little girl into the world.
Cannon curls up beside me, his dark brown eyes staring into my blue ones. “What are you thinking?”
My smile is warm and full of affection. “I’m thinking no fantasy could ever compare to this beautiful reality.”
