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“You saved my life,” she sniffled, clinging to my shirt as her sobs returned. “I love you so much. I swear, I’ll never hide anything from you again.”
“I think we can both agree to leave the past in the past, and we’ll start fresh, beginning with today.” I kissed her damp hair as she fell into me again, her entire body shaking. “I’ll always protect you and Iris with my life. Always.”
Epilogue
Hallie
Eighteen Months Later…
“I’m so glad the trial is over,” I breathed out a sigh of relief as I buckled the seatbelt across my lap, careful to shift it over my growing belly. I glanced over to my wedding ring, the glimmer of the diamond creating a ray of light on the truck's ceiling.
“Yeah, me, too.” Gunner reached over and squeezed my hand. “But it’s over, and now we can officially never talk about Robbie Johnston again.”
“Yeah, I like that idea.” I pushed some of my hair out of my face. “A life sentence without parole was hardly a plea deal.”
“Well, technically they dropped the drug charges, so I guess that’s how they satisfied the deal. Honestly, I’m still amazed that Sarge came out of it without any internal investigations.”
“I’m not,” I laughed. “I’m convinced that he must have friends in very powerful places, no matter how hard he tries to play it off.”
“You’re probably right,” Gunner nodded in agreement. “But still, at least that’s over. I mean, it might take the town some time to get over it—or they might talk about it forever—but regardless, it won’t affect us.”
“Nope. I’m so over it.” I leaned back in the seat as he drove us away from the courthouse, heading to pick up Iris from my mom’s. “You think the kids at school will give Iris a hard time about it?”
“I don’t think so,” Gunner said thoughtfully. “No one has yet, and I think the worst is over. You kept your job at the bank, and Taylor has decided that I’m not the worst guy on the planet, so I would say this whole thing is a win-win.”
“And let’s not forget about Gunner Junior,” I pointed to my stomach. We didn’t know the sex of the baby yet, but I had a feeling it was going to be a boy.
“Let’s hope he’s not as crazy as me.” Gunner grinned as he brought my hand to his lips, kissing the back of it. “I don’t think I could handle a kid like me.”
“Yes, you can,” I giggled. “Iris might mostly look physically like me, but she’s so much like you in all the other ways.”
“That’s true, which means if our second is like me, then we might be really in for it. Probably going to have fucking gray hair by the time I turn thirty-five.”
“Join the club,” I grumbled, having already found a gray hair. “My mom grayed early and dyed it for years—and I had no idea until she told me last week.”
“Well, at least you know the secret to hiding it,” Gunner laughed, shooting me a wink. “And lucky for you, I’m kind of into older women.”
“Oh stop,” I swatted his wandering hand away. “You know with this pregnancy, all you have to do is touch me and I’m orgasming all over the place.” I felt a rush of heat to my cheeks at the thought. Our sex life had been blossoming in the last few weeks, and I couldn’t get enough of him.
“It’s literally so fucking hot, too,” Gunner’s voice took a husky tone. “I never thought I’d be so attracted to a gray-headed pregnant woman until I saw you in this state.”
“I’m going to kill you,” I warned him, narrowing my eyes. “I’m notallgray headed.”
“But you are sexy as hell when you’re pregnant.” His hand slipped between my thighs, teasing my wet underwear beneath the olive-colored dress I had on. “Jesus, Hal. You’re soaked.”
“I told you, it doesn’t take anything.” My breath hitched as he rubbed me through the damp material, excitement building in my sore. “You can’t keep doing this,” I moaned. “We’re almost to my mom’s.”
“You’ll cum for me before then, won’t you?” He growled as he slipped a finger beneath the material, pushing it off to the side. “You know you like this.”
“Yes,” I whined, shifting my hips so that two of his fingers slipped inside of me.
“You want me to keep going then?”
“Yes!”
He laughed softly, using his thumb to rub my clit as his fingers worked in and out. I forgot that I was sitting in the passenger seat of his truck and that we were driving across town to pick up our daughter. The only thing I could focus on was the way he felt inside of me.
I shut my eyes, leaning my head back. “You feel so good.”
