“Excuse me, I am not your property!”
“Really? Does that ass belong to anyone else?”
“No.”
“Then it’s my property. I promised you once I would mark your ass and today’s the day. Go sit down in the chair and get it done or I’ll do it myself and it won’t look nearly as pretty.”
Honestly, I didn’t really mind having his tattoo on me. I liked the idea of being marked as his. Still, I would give him shit over it as long as I could get away with it. I walked over to the chair where the tattoo artist was preparing the ink. Logan chose a design and soon I was getting my ass poked by what felt like a hundred tiny needles.
When it was all done, the guy handed me a mirror and I looked back to see the beautiful letters Logan had chosen. I looked back and saw the dark look on his face that said we clearly needed to get out of here before he bent me over the table and fucked me right here in the shop.
He leaned over me and whispered in my ear so only I could hear. “Now when I smack your ass, I’ll hit you right on that spot as a reminder of who you belong to.” A shiver ran down my spine at his words. “Pull your pants up so we can get home. I have plans for you for the rest of the day.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Epilogue
It turned out that Logan was right. I did belong in his bed for the rest of my life. We only waited another month before taking off to Vegas and eloping. It felt right and neither of us wanted to wait. We figured that would give us too much time to talk ourselves out of something that we knew was inevitable.
We stayed in Vegas for the weekend and that was where we conceived our baby girl. It turns out that some things in life turn out exactly as they’re supposed to. If I had continued working at my job in marketing, I would probably have continued to work long hours and wouldn’t have had time for a family. Or if I did, I would have worked so much that I wouldn’t have seen my children. As long as that job was a part of me, nothing else was that important.
Logan and Ryan’s company has really taken off over the past few years and a big part of that is their work with the VAS building. I thank my lucky stars every day that I didn’t screw up that contract for him. It really put them on the map and other private organizations have come out to check out the facility and now consult with the director of VAS and Jackson Walker Construction.
It’s been five years since we married and we are still in the house Logan built, but now we have three children that I stay home and take care of. His friend, Drew has horses on his property now and I go over there during the week to help out. I was enthralled with horses when I was a kid and I really missed that about myself. When he rented out his land to a rancher, I couldn’t help but ask to help out. It felt good to get back to my roots.
I didn’t dress as sassy anymore, but my confidence was still in full swing. I’m now more comfortable in cowboy boots than heels, much to Vira’s chagrin. I still get dressed up and go out with her once a month so that I didn’t lose what made me into the person I am today.
After a few months of my mother ignoring my requests to see her, I finally decided to send her one last message in the hopes that we could repair our relationship. I left some flowers on her doorstep with a card sending my congratulations that she would be a grandmother. It didn’t even take her twenty-four hours to call me and ask to meet. Things weren’t fixed overnight, but by the end of my pregnancy, we were closer than we had ever been before. She absolutely adored Logan and even came over to help the first few weeks that our daughter was born.
Now, my mother and Logan’s parents take turns watching the three kids during the day while I go work at the horse ranch. My dad hasn’t been in the picture since I told him he was going to be a grandfather. He tried to reach out to me, but it never felt sincere, so I didn’t push a relationship.
It’s strange because everything that Logan and I had was something I desperately wanted with him when we were together fifteen years ago. It turns out that I got everything I wanted with him, we just took the long way of getting there.
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