Epilogue

Epilogue

Luke

10 Years Later

“You’re doing that thing again, aren’t you? Baby, you can’t pretend to be asleep just to get out of doing parent-teacher conferences. You’re the teacher.” The love of my life says.

“Don’t wanna,” I say from my hiding spot underneath the bed sheets. I let out a little sigh when I hear his footsteps leave the room.

Being a kindergarten teacher is my calling. I love everything about it except most of the parents. I swear they either think their little darlings are child prodigies, or they don’t think of their kids at all.

Corey’s footsteps come back, and I hear a very quiet little giggle. I can’t help smiling at what I know is going to happen next.

“Get daddy,” Corey shouts like a battle cry. Moments later, the cover is pulled back, and I’m being tickled by a giggly two-year-old.

“Oh no, help me. Jace has defeated me and my evil plans to avoid work commitments.” I grab our son and start blowing raspberries on his belly, making him laugh even more.

“Daddy, help. Get daddy, now.”

“I’ll save you, Jacey,” Corey yells, jumping on the bed and starts in on tickling me as well.

My heart is so fucking full.

The last ten years have been a dream.

After college, Corey and I moved to Oregon to a town that is a couple of hours away from his parents and a couple of hours away from Tyler and Benny who ended up staying in Lakehaven. It was really handy because a friend of Tyler and Benny’s lives in this town. He’s part of a queer biker club, and one of the members helped us find our home. They also run the LGBTQ youth center that Corey works at and have become really great friends.

Not that we don’t see a lot of our college friends. Jace would be bereft if he didn’t see his guncles. I will never tell Benny this, but Perry is Jace’s favorite.

“Stella offered to babysit tonight. Once you get done with parent teacher night, we could have a stay at home date,” Corey whispers in my ear.

I jump out of bed. “Let’s do this.”

He once promised me that we would have sex every single day, and he probably made good on it until we became parents. Bradley has this theory that children of couples in opposite-sex relationships subconsciously cock block their parents so they don’t get any more siblings. As a same-sex parent, I can confirm that to be false.

My husband is a man of many talents, but being sneaky is not one of them. I believe he wants to get loud and freaky in the sheets, but I also know that there is a tab open on his computer that is an application to adopt a child.

I am totally on board. I have so much love for Corey and Jace, and I know we can give another child a loving, caring home.

I doubt we will want to stop at two.

Being a dateless virgin at twenty years old felt horrible at the time. Even though I have hindsight now, and it was nowhere close to being the worst thing in the world, I’m not going to minimize past me’s feelings. I am glad that snapping and teepeeing the wrong house led me here.

Living my forever.

The End

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