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My eyes roam all over Josephine’s elfin face, so flawless and beautiful. Yes, she’s a sweating, panting, bed-head mess, but she’s all mine. Every inch, dip, curve, line, and valley are mine.
Josephine places her palm on my chest, on top of her lips tattooed over my heart. “This is mine,” she murmurs.
“Yes, all of it, forever,” I say fervently. There’s no disputing the truth.
She places her hand over her heart. “And all of me is yours, forever. You’re my whole world.”
“Baby,” I croak, palming her oval face in my big hands. I lay the most fierce, passionate, claiming kiss on her rosy lips. When we break apart, we’re both panting—I’m also hard as a steel pipe again. “You’re my world too. I love you. Love you so fucking much.”
“I love you too, hubby,” she whispers against my lips, soft and sweet as always. She rotates her hips, and I’m all for giving her more. “I know you may not be ready, but I’d be willing to try to get pregnant again.”
There’s no way I can hide my shit-eating grin as my confidence shines through. “Oh, Pixie. You already are.”
She rolls those gorgeous blue eyes of hers. “Fat chance.”
Challenge accepted.
I roll her over onto her back, settling between her thighs, and not breaking the connection. “Well, if by some weird circumstance you’re not, you sure as shit will be by the time I’m done with you tonight.”
Josephine’s eyes narrow. “You’re such a cocky alpha assho—”
My lips seal over hers to silence her sharp tongue. She melts into me, kissing me back with as much zeal. Our bodies move in the sensual dance that only we share, perfectly synchronized together by the beating of our pounding hearts.
Oh, we’re definitely getting pregnant tonight.
* * *
Josephine is draped over my body, her long ash-brown hair covering us like a blanket. I should be sound asleep like her, but it’s these quiet hours of the night where I can gaze at her, feel her warm body against me, and say my silent prayers to God that I have her and the boys in my life.
The angry beast that lives under the thin layer of my skin has been silent since the moment I walked away from Esteban’s lifeless body. I don’t like to reflect on the years and energy I devoted to finding him. I refuse to let the toxic things he said about my parents taint the view I have of the loving parents I had.
Esteban is a dark chapter in my life and nothing more. Not my father, not the bogeyman who haunts my dreams, and not the source of my fears.
He is gone and I have moved on.
My appointments with Brandon continue. We’re focusing on the other areas in my life to improve, like my tendency to want to handle everything on my own and becoming more comfortable with expressing my emotions to others instead of assuming they should automatically know what I’m thinking and feeling. I continue to control my anger through open communication with those around me, beating around a punching bag, writing in my journal, and making love to my beautiful wife.
My wife…
I would have burned the whole world to get her back. Would have fucking climbed every tree, mountain, and building in South America to bring her home.
I won’t lie, I still worry about unknown forces at work trying to take her and our boys from me, but I realize that is my past trauma trying to make me paranoid. Not all the world is terrible and hell-bent on destroying the good I have in my life. Not every good deed requires a toll. And not every past experience needs to overshadow future ones.
Life isn’t a road map to follow—it’s raw wilderness to navigate on your own.
Since meeting Josephine, I’ve grown as a man. Gone is the cold, detached man who couldn’t settle down. Gone is the man who had to control every aspect of his life. Gone is the angry monster who had no control of his emotions.
In its place is a man who isn’t afraid to love with all his heart, trust those closest to him, and unafraid to express his love, fear, and self-worth.
Though I had to make these changes for myself, it’s the love from a good woman who helped me want more for myself and the ones I care for.
I may have saved Josephine multiple times in our relationship, but she’s the one who has saved me from the darkness that shrouded my life since infancy.
She’s my superhero in sprite form. My queen ruling over my heart. The needle to point my compass in the right direction. And the other half of my soul to complete me.
Josephine is my everything, and with her in my life, I’ll be able to survive whatever comes our way. We’ll grow together and continue building a life, family, future, and a happily ever after. With my wife, anything is possible. Together we’re unstoppable.
Josephine stirs in my arms, her sleepy, coastal-blue eyes gazing up at me with sweet promises. “Maceo.”
“Pixie,” I rumble softly, pulling her tighter against me and kissing her like it’s the first time.
El Fin.
