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Epilogue

Oh, sweetie. That high horse makes your ass look huge.

-Saylor’s secret thoughts

Saylor

Eleven years later

The phone rang, blaring through the Bluetooth speakers, momentarily startling me enough to let off of the boat’s accelerator.

My boys—who were being pulled on the tube—let out audible groans that I could hear over the engine.

I grinned and brought the boat to a halt in the middle of the lake, holding up a finger for my boys to chill out while I answered the phone.

“Hello?” I answered, seeing on the screen it said, ‘Josh Calling.’

“Hey, is Lock there?” Josh asked.

I tried to place this Josh but found that I couldn’t.

Lock, on his jet ski riding it like he was twenty and not the forty years he was barreling down on, changed direction at hearing his phone ring.

“Sure, hold on,” I said. “He’s riding over now.”

Josh graciously agreed to wait, and I smiled at Lock when he finally arrived.

“Lock, Josh is on the phone,” I said, holding it out to him.

“Which Josh?” he asked.

I frowned. “I don’t know. It literally says ‘Josh,’ Lock. And I don’t make it a habit to know other male’s voices by sound.”

Lock winked at me, still having the power to make me weak in the knees.

He took it, then placed it to his ear.

“Oh, that’s pretty shitty,” Lock said to whatever Josh was saying. “Sure, what time?”

I frowned.

“I can be there by six. We can hit a few balls, and then we can play,” Lock said. “See you then.”

Lock handed me back the phone.

“What was that about?” I asked.

Our kids squealed and complained, and Lock turned around to yell at them.

“Give her two minutes, boys!” Lock bellowed.

There was a chorus of groans.

Lock turned back to me smiling.

“It’s your fault, you know,” I teased. “Now what was that call about?”

“Josh from the gym wanting me to play golf with him Saturday,” he said. “I agreed and told him I would. I told him a couple of days ago if he had anybody drop out, I’d play.”

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