Epilogue

I just got home from work. It was my Saturday to work. I'm still working for my dad, doing the books exclusively. It's been amazing. It's nine to three and I can drop the kids off at school and pick them up. Gwen is living her dream. She teaches third grade and is loving every minute of it. We have four kids, aged seven to three and Gwen is four months pregnant again. She's lying on the couch and all the kids are asleep on the floor. A movie is playing, but they didn't make it all the way through. Have I mentioned how much I love my life?

"Hey baby," she whispers, smiling at me like I hang the moon. It's hard to believe ten years have passed. I still wake up in a cold sweat from nightmares of almost losing her.

"Hey," I reply leaning over the back of the couch to kiss her.

"Come to bed," she says, standing.

I don't need to be told twice. I make sure the front door is locked and the alarm is armed. I start carrying the kids to bed while she turns the tv off and makes her way to our room.

When I get to our room, I find my little wife in our bed, naked. Her legs spread wide for me. She's already gotten the party started without me and is rubbing her pussy with her tiny fingers.

"Do you do these things to drive me fucking crazy," I growl as I strip.

"You were taking too long."

"Fuck," I groan as I crawl between her legs. I move her hand, replacing her fingers with my tongue. She moans and grips my hair.

"Stop teasing me, and fuck me, Hunter."

I move up her body and drag my cock through her folds before slamming into her. She cries out my name.

"Remember that time you thought you could live without me?" I growl.

"Yessss," she hisses.

"That didn't work out to well did it?"

"No. I was wrong. I'll never leave you again." She promises me. I never thought I'd be the kind of man that would need to hear that, but I do. From her, I do.

"I fucking love you, baby."

"I love you too," she cries as her pussy clenches around me as she comes.

I groan her name as I fill her with my seed. I thank my lucky stars that I get to be the one who loves her for the rest of our lives.

My prom-posal gave me the love of my life back and I wouldn't change a damn thing since then.