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My purpose is out in the bright big world, waiting for me to harness it.
I don’t sit. My parting gift is a look of pity before I walk out the door. toward my daughter.
toward my love.
toward the rest of my beautiful life.
Epilogue
Two Years Later...
Remi
Today started normal, like any other. Wake up, shower with my wife, and get Isabel and me ready for school while Mae gets ready for work. Reconvene at five, when Mae comes home from Pür.
But when I slammed my hand on the alarm clock and scrubbed my face alert, I was completely clueless that this day would change my life forever.
When Isabel started kindergarten, I took a job teaching music at her school. We usually get home a couple of hours before Mae does, but not today. When I walk through our door, I’m surprised to find my wife sitting at the kitchen island, eating a cookie.
“Mommy!” Isabel runs to her mother and Mae scoops her up, sending me a beatific smile. I swear she’s glowing from within.
Walking over to my girls, I wrap my arms around them and give Queeny a smooch on the lips. “Well, this is a pleasant surprise, Mrs. Keller.”
She looks up at me from under her lashes, coy and fucking edible. “I was anxious to see you, Mr. Keller.”
Although it’s not how it’s typically done—when we got married last year—I took Mae’s last name. We discussed it, and since she is well known in her industry—her career in full swing—she wanted to keep her surname. I didn’t feel threatened by it, but I did want my name to be the same as Queeny’s and my daughter’s. Mae practically jumped in my arms when I told her my wishes. “You are one in a million, you know that?’” she said, kissing every inch of my face.
Mae sets Isabel down so she can go change into play clothes. Isabel and I usually romp around in the backyard before I start dinner. Something tells me that’s not going to happen today.
Mae pulls me in and seams her lips over mine. One hand digs into her hair while I pin her to me with my other arm. God, I’ve been waiting for this all day. Heat simmers just under the surface of my skin. My mouth travels to her jaw and neck, licking and sucking, and tasting the intoxicating drug that is Queeny.
She pushes me back slightly with a wicked grin. “I have a surprise for you.”
“Yeah?” Fuck, I love her surprises. They usually involve scorching seduction and her clenching around my cock multiple times. But Isabel is home, so I’m not sure what she has up her sleeve.
“Yeah, why don’t you sit and I’ll go help Isabel change.” She winks before extracting herself from my arms and sauntering out of the kitchen.
My eyes don’t leave the bounce of her plump ass as she walks away from me. It’s times like these that I wish I had X-ray vision.
I pull a cookie from the cake dome on the counter. It’s a new recipe I’m trying to perfect, made with broccoli and chocolate. This is the best batch yet.
Ten minutes later, I hear little feet tromp down the stairs.
“Daddy!” Isabel shouts. “I painted you a picture.” She runs toward me, waving a paper in her hand.
Bemused, Mae walks in right behind her.
Isabel hops up on my lap and holds her masterpiece up, so proud of herself.
I suck in a breath for dramatic effect. “It’s beautiful. You paint so well, Isa-bea.” It looks like a house, a few stick figures, and a cat? Turning the picture this way and that, I’m trying to figure out why the cat has a spoon in its hand. “Who’s in the picture?” I smile, looking to Mae, who’s standing by the island.
There is a grin she’s trying and failing to hide.
“There is our house,” Isabel says, pointing to the square topped with a triangle. Her little chubby finger goes down the line. “That’s Mommy, Daddy, Isabel, and the baby.”
I’m a little confused. “Is the cat your baby?” I ask, thinking she wants to play house with the furball.
“No, silly, it’s your baby.” Jumping off my lap, she runs to Mae and pats her belly.
