by Rachel Leigh
Never letting go.
THE END
Epilogue
Three Months Later
I drop the last box onto my bed and want more than anything to throw my body down with it, but there is no room left. We’ve been moving all day today, and after helping Claire move into her apartment down the road yesterday, I’m exhausted.
“Pizza’s here.” Kip pokes his head through the doorway.
“Coming,” I say, as I pull my sweat drenched shirt over my head and toss it to the floor. I rummage through the box labeled clothes and pull out a clean but wrinkled one. I should have listened when Mom said to fold them and not just stuff them in.
I walk down the hallway and into the living room of the three bedroom house that Kip, Axel, and myself are renting. The guys have already planned a housewarming party for tonight, even though I told them they are crazy. We don’t even have anything unpacked and put away. Boxes and furniture are thrown carelessly around the place. I can already tell that this house is going to be trashed 24/7.
“Looks like this place needs a woman’s touch.” Claire walks through the front door and into my arms.
“Shoot me now, because you’ll have a better chance of finding my body. If you wait, it will be buried under boxes and red solo cups.”
“You boys are going to have a great year.” She presses her lips to mine.
“I don’t doubt that for a second.” I pull her tighter.
After everything went down, Claire left her job at the school and started working for Blakely part-time at the gallery until we left. Now she is taking some classes at UCLA and just applied for an internship in the arts program there. I don’t doubt she will get it. In fact, she moved here with us, living right down the road in her own apartment.
My mouth finds her neck, then her collarbone. I spread open the v-neck of her shirt, moving my lips down farther. “Right now, school is the farthest thing from my mind. All I can think about is this.” I grab her ass into both hands and squeeze.
“I do have an empty apartment in walking distance.” She rakes her fingers through my hair, tightening her grip and pulling my mouth to hers.
“Don’t you have a room for that?” Axel walks by, with his typical attitude.
“What’s your problem?” I walk over to him, as he tears open the blinds.
“That!” He points at a group of girls unloading a car across the street.
“Is that—?”
“Sure as hell is. Fucking Harper.”
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Rachel Leigh resides in West Michigan and has three beautiful children with her husband of eleven years.
Rachel overuses emojis and lol. Coffee is her guilty pleasure, paired with a nice alpha hero romance novel. Writing is her passion. Her goal is to brighten at least one person’s day with the worlds she creates between the pages of her books.