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I stood up, tears streaming, and hugged him against my pregnant belly. Then I bent down, picked up the folder, and made the most important — but also the easiest — decision of my entire life.

I tore it up.

Epilogue

QUINN

“Are you about ready?”

Joshua had come up behind me. His strong hands kneaded my shoulders, rubbing even more oil into my skin.

“The question is areyouready,” I chuckled. “After all, you were the ones setting things up.”

My eyes were still closed, enjoying the sweet scent of the ocean as much as the huskiness of his voice as it murmured into my ear. I was stretched out on the lounge, at the edge of our infinity pool. The boys were setting up our private villa while I relaxed and waited. Or at least, setting up the bedroom.

“I’m supposed to blindfold you,” Joshua whispered. “That’s part of the surprise.”

I sighed as his hands slid down over my breasts, bringing warmth and stimulation. They cupped and kneaded me for a while before gliding even further down, along my hips.

“Jeeze these things are big.”

“Pregnancy does that,” I chuckled.

“So once the baby’s born… they go away?”

I laughed at the sincerity and innocence of the question. “For some women, yes. For others?” I shrugged. “Who knows? But they’ll still be big for a while. Long enough to feed the baby, at least.”

Less than twelve weeks. That’s all we had left! After that, a child would be involved in every decision we ever made.

And I, just like the guys, couldn’t wait.

“Well let’s take advantage of them while we can,” breathed Joshua. His hands were on my tits again, his palms moving in gentle circles over my areolae. I arched my back in arousal as he rubbed even more oil over my skin, including the round bump of my pregnant belly.

“C’mon. The others are going to be pissed if I don’t get you inside.”

A bandana was folded gently over my eyes, and I smiled as he tied it behind my head. Then he helped me up, his hands covered in oil, as a gentle tropic breeze kissed my naked skin.

Turks and Caicos.

Our own villa.

Private island.

The whole thing had to be incredibly fucking expensive, but apparently that wasn’t an issue. Especially since Cole had revealed his stash of Colombian emeralds, and Evan’s connections had turned a couple of the better stones into a big pile of cash.

“This way,” Joshua guided me.

The emeralds were something the boys had shared with the others who’d helped us, including Ripley. That made getting rid of them easier. Especially since there were plenty to go around.

“Don’t trip over the towels.”

He was behind me now. His hands were on my hips. It excited me for reasons that were shamelessly obvious.

“Right here. Two steps. Then we’re inside.”

We’d taken full advantage of the past several months and traveled extensively, enjoying some much-needed time together without the stress of everything that had gone down. All the loose ends had been long since tied up, and Sarah had been amazing with taking over the truck. Knowing I could leave it in her capable hands made the decision to take these trips a hell of a lot easier.

“Alright… almost there.”

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