Epilogue

EPILOGUE

JACKSON

L ife has been good. Too good, in fact, that I sometimes wake up in cold sweat, wondering if any of this is a dream. Then, Jenny stirs beside me, and all is right with the world again.

We moved across the country to a city where it never snows and seldom rains. Jenny thought this was a random choice. She couldn’t have been more wrong.

Before I went to prison, I was pretty successful in flipping properties and renting some out. I made millions in two years. So when I told Jenny I’d take care of her, it wasn’t an empty promise. I had investments to back it up. I had a solid plan for her future, our future together.

She wanted to enroll in culinary school, and that’s where we’re headed on Monday. What she doesn’t know is that the school only needs her application form to process her enrollment. I deposited the funds more than a week ago.

“Okay, where are we going?” Jenny asks as she tugs on the blindfold, looking so fucking heartbreakingly beautiful in a light blue sleeveless dress. Her tits are begging me to release and worship them, but no. I can’t get distracted right now. We’ll have time for that later. All the time in the world, in fact.

“It’s a surprise.”

She huffs, and I can almost see her rolling her eyes. “Ugh. You’re just taking me somewhere so you can fuck me in this dress.”

“Now that’s an idea that honestly never crossed my mind.” She lifts her dress, grabs my hand, and puts it on her thigh, sliding it upward until my pinkie finger brushes against her crotch. Her fucking bare pussy. “Jesus, baby girl. I’m driving.”

“Then drive. Eyes on the road.”

I take a deep breath as I steer through the winding streets. My mind is going in different directions. On the one hand, my palms are damp from nervousness because I really, really want to impress her and make her happy. On the other, my cock is roaring to attention with the way Jenny keeps teasing me.

The neighborhood is pristine and looks exactly how it did on the website. Manicured lawns and houses that belong on the covers of magazines. It’s what Jenny deserves. This and more, so much more.

With superhuman strength, I pull my hand back. This is important. I can fuck her senseless later when we’re inside.

“You’re not peeking, are you?”

She chuckles. “I wouldn’t dare.”

The road curves, and there it is.

The two-story house is sleek and modern, built in the late 2010s and renovated only last year.

My chest tightens as I pull into the driveway, slowly easing the car to a stop. I pause to gather my breath. I turn off the engine, step out, and open her door. She smiles when I take her hand, and I guide her out, making sure she doesn’t bump her head.

Doubts begin to creep in. What if she doesn’t like it enough to live here? What if she already prefers something else? What if…? I shake them off. Too late to back out now.

I stand beside her, gently pulling off the blindfold. “Open your eyes, baby girl.”

She blinks against the light a few times before her gaze lands on the house. Her jaw drops, a hand flying to her mouth, her eyes glistening with tears.

Jenny whips her head to me. “How did you know?”

I smile at this girl who turned my whole world upside down. “I saw it bookmarked on your laptop. I also saw you check the property every day to see if it was already sold.”

“I-it was my dream. I knew I could never afford it.” She sniffs and laughs softly. “It was something that inspired me and kept me going, that maybe someday I would get to live here if I worked hard enough.” She leans against my chest, and my arm automatically goes around her shoulder. “It’s as beautiful as I thought. Actually, no. It’s so much more beautiful.”

“Wait until you see the inside.”

A single tear slides down her cheek, and I wipe it with a finger. “I-is this really…?”

“Ours. But you should know, baby girl, my home is you. Wherever you are, that’s where I belong. I love you so much.”

She slides her arms around my neck. “I love you, too. Forever and ever and ever.”