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“It doesn’t matter. You’re here now.”
“I love you, Shiloh.”
I will never get tired of hearing that.
“I love you too.”
Epilogue
Jackson
Two Months Later
“Jackson Rollins, I swear if you don’t right now…” Shiloh says, her eyes squeezed close, her mouth open as I pull away from her. My fingers have teased her on and off for the last few minutes as I drive her slowly mad, applying pressure and removing it from her clit with my tongue. Hearing my name on my girlfriend’s lips drives me wild, so I giggle against her breast, and I take a taste, sucking her into my mouth.
“Oh my God,” she says, as I slip a finger in, then two. She’s so ready for me, but I hear slight whining at the door.
We have about five minutes before Bubba busts in like the Kool-Aid Man.
I roll onto my back and pull Shiloh onto me, as she slowly lowers onto my cock, her hands on my chest.
“Is that better, honey?”
“Much,” she says as she starts to ride me. The whining at the door doesn’t faze her as she takes what she wants, bouncing up and down on me. I press my thumb into her clit as she rides me, feeling so tight and hot that I have to focus on the dog’s whining so I can last longer than five seconds.
We have a birthday party to be at in about thirty minutes, but we couldn’t help ourselves. It all started with some playful butt-smacking in the kitchen as Shiloh wrapped my sister’s present. Then, we checked that Earl was deeply engrossed in old episodes ofThe Honeymoonersbefore we snuck off to our bedroom for a quickie.
It turned into anything but, and now we’re both sweaty, trying to beat the clock of a dog obsessed with us.
“Oh my God,” she moans, and I try to shush her. Papa Earl might be old, but his hearing is still great. When Shiloh comes, her walls pulse around my cock and I finish shortly after, pumping my load into her, filling her up. She kisses me hard before tucking in beside me. “The dog really wants in.”
“I know. You’re so loud for being in the same house as your grandfather.”
“He doesn’t have to pay rent. He’s fine.”
Shiloh and Earl moved in a week after we reconciled. Some people thought it was quick, but it felt like I wasted time getting over my own shit. Once I was ready, I was ready for the huge things and so was she. She’s busy between her hours at the brewery and setting up the rescue with the help of Priscilla. Dan made his own donation to Rory’s Rescue. My love has a hard time accepting help, but with the money she received from Whitney and Dan, the rescue can take in senior dogs for years to come.
We’re so close to starting her mission. She’s ready to pull dogs from the shelters now, but we have to be patient.
I fall more in love with her every day.
When Shiloh pops into the shower to freshen up, I open the door to Bubba.
He likes both of us, but it’s shocking that he picked me as his favorite when I live with the dog whisperer. Everywhere I go, Bubba must go. He’s my buddy, and Shiloh has joked that she should step out of the room when we’re together.
Bubba likes Earl too, and sometimes he sleeps in his room. He’s an equal opportunist lovebug.
When my girlfriend walks out of the shower, her hair down and fluffy, wearing a cute, stripped dress, I want to devour her all over again.
“Honey, this dress is not fair,” I say, grabbing some of her butt as I lean in to smell the vanilla in her hair.
“Behave yourself,” she says. “We need to get to your sister’s birthday.”
I pout, but I kiss her head as we get into the car to go to the brewery.
We’re opening the brewery later to do a breakfast brunch for my sister’s thirtieth birthday. She just started seeing the chef who owns Bistro 530, Burke, and he’s catering. My sister has been freaking about turning thirty, when our brothers and I have been in our thirties for some time.
When we arrive, the same decorations are up from the Y2K party, but there’s a new banner hung: “Thirty, Flirty, and Thriving.” Someone told me that was from a movie, I think.
