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Then Sander’s voice came over the phone.
“Got him,” and I swear I almost cried. I watched him walk out of the crowd and approach Mateo, putting him in cuffs.
They did it. They actually did it. I don’t want to say that I doubted them, but after dealing with this chaos for two years, I didn’t want to get my hopes up.
“Thank goodness,” Ma cried out and reached for me, pulling me into her warm embrace.
It felt like I could finally breathe again.
Just under an hour later, I watch from the front window as Bodhi and milo pull up to the house, parking beside one another.
I run out the front door and launch myself into his arms, crying silent, grateful tears into the crook of his neck.
I don’t know what I did to deserve him, but I know that I will do everything in my power to keep from fucking it up. No more pushing him away. No more keeping secrets.
I want to wake up every day knowing that this man has my back. That he loves me enough to fight for me, even when the cards are stacked against me.
He pulls back slightly, looking down into my eyes. We just stand there staring at one another for what feels like forever until he reaches up and brushes my cheeks dry.
“I told you I’d come home to you,” he says softly, and I chuckle, the laughter bubbling up from deep within me.
When it finally trails off, I smile up at him.
“As long as you always keep that promise, everything will be okay.”
He leans in, pressing his lips to mine sweetly.
“It’ll be better than okay, as long as I always have you to come home to.”
“Always.”
Everything feels too good to be true.
When we finally get back inside of the house, Milo presents me with a black canvas backpack.
“What is this?” I ask.
Bodhi and Milo share a look that has me feeling a little more than suspicious. They’re clearly up to something, and I don’t know if I’m ready for any more surprises.
“Just open it,” Milo says, looking like a kid on Christmas morning.
I have no idea what they’re up to, but I’m in too good a mood to question it. Really, this day is on such a positive note, I don’t think there is much that can affect it.
But then I unzip the backpack and look inside.
“What is this?” I ask, whipping my head up to see both Bodhi and Milo smiling proudly.
“It’s yours,” Bodhi says, Milo nodding in agreement.
“No, really, stop fucking around. Where did you get this?” I ask in complete stupefaction.
Inside are several banded rolls of cash. And I do mean several. Like an absurd amount.
Reaching in, I pull out one roll and look in over. There’s easily two grand in this roll alone.
“Guys… this… there’s got to be like…”
“Just over one hundred and thirty grand,” Milo says.
