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EPILOGUE - NICOLE
TWO YEARS LATER
The wails of screaming pull me from deep slumber.
I stumble out of bed, rubbing my eyes as I head to the nursery. My feet come to a halt when I find Daniel already holding his fussy son and rocking him back and forth.
My heart leaps with a mixture of adoration and complete bliss. Suppressing a yawn, I lean against the doorframe and rub the sleep out of my eyes.
I’m tired, absolutely exhausted from working all day. Those who say being a chef is easy didn’t try having their own restaurant and branching out to other parts of the world.
It’s a full-time job, just like being a mother, and a wife. While I should use the chance that Conrad has his father with him, I can’t force myself to move.
I love the view more than sleep, more than rest, more than anything.
If I thought Daniel was attractive before, he’s downright mouthwatering as a father. It doesn’t matter that he’s only wearing a pair of boxer briefs—although it does add to the hotness. There’s an edge of maturity to him. A part that’s touched by time and experience and everything in between.
At first, he admitted that he never considered having children of his own. He was so cynical about it that I thought it would take some convincing.
I always wanted children, and even though I raised Jayden, I wanted to be a mother, not only a sister.
So color me surprised when, in the midst of a very intense fucking session during our honeymoon, in Zach’s island, my husband flipped me on the sand and said he wants to put a baby in me.
It was his show of possessiveness, I guess. He tends to be jealous of any man I know, including his own brother, so I thought he probably wants to stake his claim.
But after we talked about it, he said he meant it.
“I never wanted children before because I didn’t care for procreating for the sake of procreating,” he told me while we were lying on the sand, staring at the million stars.
I rolled around to face him. “It’s different now?”
“Fuck right it’s different. They will beourchildren, they will be a mixture of you and me. More importantly, you will be their mother.”
Then he proceeded to fuck me again and again. Nine months after that honeymoon, a little miracle called Conrad Sterling was born.
He has my eyes, his father’s hair, and the stubborn attitude of the two of us combined.
Just because we’re married doesn’t mean we don’t have our differences. We drive each other crazy like every healthy, passionate couple. We still fight about our differing points of view, but I’m starting to think Daniel does it on purpose for the make-up sex.
He turns my life upside down in every way possible. After I got into therapy about my past trauma, my life took a leap for the better. I became more body-positive, though Daniel played a major part in that.
Sometimes, he’d spend hours on end kissing me from head to toe and lighting my libido on fire until I beg him to fuck me already.
Other times, he’d let me have the control by telling me to ride him until I reach that peak.
He knows I need it sometimes, and even though he’s the dominant one, he lets me have a sliver of it once in a while.
And I love him for it.
I love him for forcing me to see myself again.
For making my chef dream real.
For taking care of Jay’s education.
My little brother is indeed a genius and is currently studying in one of the most elite schools in Europe. He comes home once a week and chatters nonstop about his friends and how he’s called a prince there.
He never asks or talks about his father after I told him he dropped the custody case. If anything, he was more relieved.
