Epilogue

Two months later-Undisclosed location.

Seven

Seven stood at the fringes of the large room filled with people. A party the size of a New York City ball was taking place and he’d agreed to come with Hunter.

Tugging at the collar of the tux, he searched around for his date.

“Bro!” Joshua’s voice tugged him from his search and he turned toward his brother. The seventeen-year-old wore a tux and shiny shoes and, for once, had his hair combed. Behind Joshua stood Travis.

“Can I go with Travis? He said Mason arranged for a gaming room.”

“Yeah, it’s got everything!” Travis said, his eyes alight with excitement.

Travis was the younger brother of Pegasus operative Gage Hillcrest. Mason Taylor was also an operative, and the two men lived together raising two kids plus Travis. Seven had to hand it to the pair, they did a great job. He, Hunter, and Joshua had been over to their house numerous times over the past two months. Travis and Joshua had hit it off immediately.

“Bro?”

“Yes, go.” Seven waved a hand and Joshua and Travis took off like bats out of hell. He watched until his brother disappeared into a nearby room.

Two days after leaving that hotel room, Seven had Joshua in his home and the boy had never left. With the help of some powerful people, custody documents had been drawn up and Seven had signed them a few days after that. All within a week.

That same week, Hunter had moved into his house.

“I’ll give you a blow job for your thoughts,” Hunter whispered next to his ear.

Seven snorted and eased back into his lover’s arms when Hunter slipped his arms around his waist and nuzzled the side of his neck.

“What happened to pennies?”

“What pennies?”

“For your thoughts.”

Hunter snickered. “Pennies are overrated.”

“I don’t even want to know what you two are talking about.” Link’s amused voice came from right beside them, making Hunter jump and turn. Seven knew his love was hiding his hard-on—it had poked him in the butt.

“Nice to see you made it,” Seven said and shook the hand Link offered.

“Yeah, I wouldn’t miss the opportunity to see Eagle dance.”

“What’s wrong with my dancing?” Eagle asked, coming to stand next to Link.

“Did I say there was something wrong with it?”

Eagle frowned, thinking that over.

“Do you dance?” Seven asked Eagle.

“Not if I can help it,” Eagle grumbled, and Link gave an annoyed sigh.

“Well, I’m going to mingle,” Link said and then winked at Seven and Hunter. “Don’t get in trouble.”

“No promises,” Seven said and pulled Hunter closer again.

Eagle gave them both a nod and followed behind Link.

“Those two,” Hunter whispered and shook his head.

Yeah, Seven didn’t know what was going on with them, but he knew Link was hurting.

Turning his thoughts to the man in his arms, he brushed his rough cheek against Hunter’s cheek. This right here, in Hunter’s arms, was his safe place. He knew first-hand how fleeting life was, and he vowed to enjoy every single moment of it with Hunter.

Starting by dancing the night away in his man’s arms.

“Dance with me.”

Hunter

He slipped into Seven’s arms once they reached the dance floor and tucked in close to the man’s powerful body. Earlier, Hunter had lost his breath when Seven had emerged from their bedroom after dressing in a tux.

The party had been hosted by Dave as a thank-you for a job well done over the past few months and honestly, all of them needed it. Phoenix and Pegasus operatives had come but Erebus was nowhere to be seen. Dave told him that he had asked, but that they probably wouldn’t show.

However, the bodyguards from Cobalt Security had arrived and that, combined with the two specialty teams, had the room filled with tons of powerful attitudes.

He gazed into Seven’s smiling face. His love had not taken a job with any of the specialty teams. Instead, Seven did contract work. That meant Seven was called in on any given team when Dave, Rossi, Solomon, or Ace had a need. The surprising part was that they always had a need for an extra body on a case. That was an indication that all teams were understaffed.

It hadn’t been but a week after the safe house incident that Fisher had resigned from Pegasus, and Hunter heard from Jaxon that Fisher had taken up a job with Erebus.

“I wonder why…” Hunter murmured to Seven.

“It makes sense,” Seven said. “Fisher was never happy at Pegasus.”

Hunter had known that and when he thought about it, it did make sense. Out of all the Pegasus operatives, Fisher was the one who stayed on the fringes of them and worked primarily alone. Hell, the guy even moved like an assassin. Hunter wished nothing but the best for him. Fisher had backed up Seven at a time when Hunter hadn’t been able to, and he’d forever be grateful to him for that.

Hunter had finally met Seven’s friend Ice and liked him on the spot. Ice was currently mulling over a few offers from Dave. The SecDef knew a skilled man when he met one. In fact, Ice was somewhere in this crowd of people, as were a few other people who weren’t members of a team, but it was a celebration, and family was a part of that. He smiled remembering Seven meeting his moms for the first time. His love had been so nervous until five minutes later and then Seven had melted in the face of his mothers’ love. They were awesome parents and had made Hunter into the man he was today.

The music changed to a slower song.

Dave was a big fan of 90s music, so the DJ had been given strict orders.

Hunter moved in Seven’s arms to the song “I’ll Be” by Edwin McCain.

And he sang along with the lyrics, finding them fitting for their love, because he was definitely the greatest fan of Seven’s life. Seven’s throat moved with a hard swallow and Hunter leaned in to kiss his lover’s lips.

Yeah, call him sappy, but life was so fucking good right now.

He was going to take advantage of every single moment.

The End