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He stands, growling into my neck, teeth scraping my skin, sending chills down my spine, all in the same moment as his cock is so deep inside of me that I can barely breathe.
He turns and heads to the door. “I want you to come on my cock like this.”
My back presses against the wall as he moves in and out of me so fast and so hard that I completely lose it. I come so hard that I’m the one seeing stars — literally.
“Gonna come,” he groans as he opens the door and walks down the hall, my pussy still spasming around his massive erection.
In the bathroom, he pulls me off of him. “Feet on the floor, Red. We fucked up again.”
“Wait — what? What do you mean, we fucked up?”
He grabs a handful of tissues and wraps it around the head of his dick, using his other hand to stroke himself.
No words needed to answer the question. He shows me how we fucked up, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love watching him. But what I love even more is him telling me he loves me as his whole-body jerks while he comes.
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Epilogue
Epilogue
A week after the fire, we are sitting out on the back porch when the most obnoxious-sounding horn I have ever heard pulls in next door, and then we see a huge RV rolling into Roman’s driveway. The driver is Hudson Hart, of course. We laugh so hard as Roman grabs my hand and pulls me across the yard, Elle in tow, to meet them.
I love his family, and thank God they love that I love Roman.
It doesn’t take more than another week before Leland and Gwen are at each other’s throat, but that’s a different story and not mine to tell.
One month after the fire, the house still isn’t done, but honestly, I love having the guys here for a week, and although I miss Roman when he’s on the road, that’s when I get my girl time. I truly have the best life.
Danny, Aggie, Chloe, and the little peanut growing inside of her spend more time here than ever before. Enough time, in fact, that they also have bought a home just outside of Trenton. Each visit, they make the three of us have a Shaw sisters spa day and then a fabulous dinner with Francesca, Fawna, Gwen, and Whitley. Of course, it’s always during the week when the guys are playing on the road.
My schedule at Wags has changed. Typically, when Roman is home, he has a Monday or Thursday off. I now make sure I have the same days off as well. I have new employees, three of them—the two part-time ones that Doc Underwood and Hilda suggested and Dr. Amira Uyar, who will be starting full-time much sooner than planned. With more doctors, we can accept more patients, and the phone has certainly been ringing off the hook lately. Roman hasn’t just been good for my heart; he’s also been good for my business. He only complained once before I decided that the weeks he’s home, I’m not going to go in until he has gone to the field.
Six weeks after the fire, we have a trial date in October for the new charges against William, including arson. He is behind bars, where he belongs, in the state of California.
There was huge publicity about the disservice to the community and to the victims of his early release. The beauty in that is the names of his victims could not be released because they were minors.
It was a different ball game altogether in New Jersey. Gwen’s and Roman’s names were all over the news. Neither one of us touch social media, but that doesn’t mean that my girls don’t give me an earful at times, especially when they recognize a name or a face of someone who’s lusting after my man.
The woman, Janice—who completely wiped out all the money Joseph had from his wife’s life insurance and all the savings they’d had together—was charged with crimes for being involved in the attempted abduction of Cora with William. She will also be facing charges for unlawfully dealing with a minor. It was found out she’d been impersonating a teenager in California since the death of Cora’s mother, in order to gain information about her father to pull this off when William was released.
Cora is in therapy, and so is her father.
Cora, Chloe, Gwen, Roman, and I are all no longer victims who have to worry that he’ll be released early. They are required by law to contact us with anything regarding him. Plus, Gwen and Marks have become pretty close to some of the people on the parole board. We owe them so much.
Two months after the fire, the guys move back into their homes. Roman does not. Another Jag is living in Slugger Row now, Rudy G.
Dr. Uyar was concerned that I’d be giving her less hours when the season was over, and I assured her that would not happen, as we plan to spend Friday through Sunday chasing around the New York Knights and cheering on our favorite football player, Hudson Hart.
I love my life. I love the interruptions and all the people who are now part of it. I guess you could say I’m a people person—well, at least, I like my people. Actually, I love them.
There are other things aside from the growth in my family—meaning Cora—my Wags family, and circle of friends that have changed. Like the fact that I came home one day, and there was a gaping hole in my backyard, where a fiberglass pool was being installed so that Elle could swim with us. With that came a giant fence surrounding the entire perimeter of the lot behind the townhouses to give the Shaw house property line distinction. I do see now how he would have been confused—not many properties are in an L-shape. There is also now a fence with a gate, of course on the side of the house facing the townhomes. This was something we discussed would be beneficial for Elle’s health and happiness and our fun. She can run and play fetch and not have to be attached to a run.
Another thing that has drastically changed in my life is my incessant need to binge-watch true crime. When I mentioned that to Roman, he pointed out to me that it’s because I now feel in control of things that felt out of control for so long. I no longer need to be able to press a power button to make fear go away. This makes perfect sense to me when I think about it. Chloe’s therapist said something similar about her fear of flying being her need for control.
I now have control in my life in a way I never truly had it before. A way that only comes when fears are faced and overcome. My biggest fear has always been that people would find out about me, know me, and find me unworthy. That fear is no longer.
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