Epilogue

EPILOGUE

BOONE

TEN YEARS LATER

Finding out the president was July’s father was… interesting to say the least. I didn’t vote for the man. His politics weren’t to my liking but he’s a great father-in-law and grandfather. With Armstrong for a father, she also found out she has eleven sisters and a brother besides the president’s younger children. Family affairs are huge and loud, but July loves it. So do I.

Our children, Jason and James are our lives. They are nine years old and play every sport imaginable.

They’ve just gone to bed and July is in the shower. I’m waiting for her in our bed. Marrying her the day after I proposed might seem strange, my own family didn’t understand it, but it’s the best thing I’ve ever done. July is my world, and I’d give her anything to make her happy. All she needs is me and our boys but… I lose my train of thought when she comes out of the bathroom naked and still a little damp. Fuck, she looks amazing. She always has and always will.

“Hi,” she says, smiling at me. “They go to bed okay?” she asks, tossing her towel into the hamper by the dresser.

“Yes. They are already asleep,” I murmur, mesmerized by her.

“Good. I have some news.”

“News?” I ask, looking up at her face.

“I’m pregnant.” I pause. We’ve been trying for years and nothing. I didn’t think it would happen again. “Say something.”

“Holy shit, baby. I’m so happy.” I am. This is the greatest news. “When did you find out?”

“About three minutes ago. I wasn’t sure, so I didn’t want to say anything, but I’m late. The word pregnant popped up so fast.” I get out of bed and rush over to her. Pulling her into my arms, I kiss her.

“Fuck, baby. You’ve made the happiest man in the world.”

Joining July… rescuing July really was the best thing I’ve ever done. I love her more than I ever thought possible and that grows every fucking day. I know I’m the luckiest man in the world and I’d never do anything to change that.

“You made me happy too. I love you.”

‘I love you too.”

Forever.