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“But I’m your dick. Literally and figuratively.”
I smile. “I never thought about getting married, you know. But I want that with you.”
His mirrored smile is blinding as he pulls me close. “That’s because you’re smart as fuck, sweetheart.”
And then he seals the proposal with a tingle-inducing kiss.
EPILOGUE 2 - KINGSLEY
ONE YEAR LATER
During all my time as a criminal defense attorney, the media’s “Savage Devil,” and the law circuit’s untouchable god, I’ve never failed to read anyone’s motives.
And yet, the current situation is making me draw a blank that I’ve never experienced before.
Worst part, I don’t think my usual solution of punching or intimidating it until it resolves itself is going to work this time.
“Maybe we should get a psychic,” I announce to Nate and Gwen while we sit in my living room.
Or they’re sitting. I’m pacing like a caged big fucking animal and flipping my Zippo manically.
Martha, who brought fresh drinks, gives me an “Are you out of your mind?” look, then leaves.
Nate rolls his eyes, stroking Gwen’s hand that’s on his lap and I can’t even put myself in an “I’m going to kill the daughter-stealer” mood. “For your crazy?”
“For your upcoming murder,” I shoot back.
“Just go talk to her, Dad,” Gwen says, obviously the voice of reason in this whole situation. “Mom locked herself up in your room and has refused to speak to anyone for two hours now. Surely you know how to get her to talk.”
That’s the problem. I don’t think I fucking can—not in this situation, at least.
It’s the first time Aspen has pulled away from all of us, Gwen included. The same Gwen that she treats like the apple of her eye and always dedicates time for.
Not that I’m jealous of my own daughter or anything.
Fine. A little.
But I digress.
In the time Aspen and I have been married, she’s never been like this. It’s been exactly a year, because I sure as fuck married her the week after she accepted the proposal. What? I couldn’t have her change her mind the next time we got into an argument.
And we have those a lot, so I wasn’t going to take the risk. Therefore, I made her a custom ring with a rare rock that matches the color of her eyes and changes under the sun.
We had a small ceremony and she wore this simple white dress that still makes my dick hard whenever I think about it.
Needless to say, I fucked her while she was in it, then outside of it more times than either of us could count.
Our professional life has been smooth sailing, aside from our special flavor of debates that Nate doesn’t care for and Gwen has the audacity to call “cute.”
Nothing is cute about this situation, though, because for the first time in ever, Aspen refuses to talk to me.
“Just go, Dad. You’ve got this.”
At least one of us believes that.
Gwen gives me an encouraging smile and crosses her fingers as if that will magically solve this.
Whatever the case, I slip my Zippo back into my pocket and ascend the stairs to Aspen’s chosen tower.
