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Episode 114

Epilogue 2: Summer & Jack

SUMMER

Jack held my hand as we walked back from the indoor grow houses to my parent's farmhouse. I could already hear TJ squealing with glee in my mother's patio garden. I glanced at Jack to find him smiling peacefully.

"The last couple months have been a whirlwind, huh?" I swung our locked arms playfully.

He inhaled deeply then let the breath out while taking in the landscape. Eureka is a magical place for those who live in it. My family's farm, though, was true beauty. The only peace I knew before I married my soulmate.

"It has been the highest highs and the lowest lows of my life," he shared truthfully.

"I know, but look at what we've already built." I pointed to TJ and my mother who were sitting in the middle of her garden. Baby ducks and chickens waddled freely around them, curious about their new home. The scent of flowers and growing vegetables filled the air with their earthly aroma, serenading our senses.

We watched as my mother showed TJ a sprig of rosemary she'd plucked from a nearby bush.

"Smell it." She lifted it to her nose and inhaled, then passed it to our boy. "Rosemary," Mom shared.

"Ro-mary" he repeated gripping the entire spring in his meaty toddler fist as he shoved it against his face and hummed, "Mmmm".

"Be careful, grandson." Mom chuckled then proceeded to pick up a fluffy baby chick and present it to him.

"Chicken," she cooed to TJ while petting the small animal gently. "Here, pet him, but be gentle," she warned.

TJ attempted to comply with her request, his little tongue pressed to the side of his cheek as he reached out with his entire hand, fingers spread like a starfish.

Mom laughed while protecting the chicken from being bashed in the head by a two-year-old.

As we stood to the side of the garden watching them, Dad burst out of the house with a plate of cookies in one hand and a bottle of bubbles in the other.

"TJ, my boy! Look what grandpop has!" he called out as he approached Mom and TJ.

My parents were living their absolute best lives. Not only was the business they'd started from scratch doing amazing, I was happy, in love, and married. Autumn's store was doing even more business with some helpful suggestions Jack gave her, and boon of all time…they had a grandchild.

And my parents loved having a little one around. At any given time, one or both of them were off with TJ, teaching him something or playing games with him like they were now.

"Coming here was the right choice," Jack said without a hint of melancholy or sadness.

Jack was just starting to smile more often and finding his footing in California. The cannabis business was all new to him, and as expected, he'd thrown himself into it with both feet. Already he was implementing a new business strategy that would double our profits in the next three years. He also believed getting involved in the political landscape around the use of cannabis medicinally and recreationally was important to the future of our business, so we'd hired a lobbyist.

When Erik found out Jack wanted to leave Johansen Brewing as an employee, there was a bit of a battle. Erik had just come back from the dead, so to speak, and wanted his best friend, his chosen brother, to work with him. Jack wanted to be here with us while putting all of his focus on TJ, me, and Humble Buds. Jack was being challenged in ways that excited him both personally and professionally. Of course, Erik eventually understood and accepted that Jack would continue to hold a position on their board, and in turn, Jack asked Erik to consider investing in our company and consider serving on our board. Last I heard, he was genuinely thinking about it.

I was grateful that it had all worked out, and both men were happy, healthy, and building their futures with families of their own.

"Hey," I knocked his shoulder with mine. "You know what I did last week and didn't tell you about?" I teased.

His brows furrowed, and he turned completely toward me. "Summer, I don't want any secrets between us." His tone brooked no argument.

I grinned and waggled my eyebrows. "You'll be okay with it once you hear this one," I taunted.

His lips compressed into a flat line as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Tell me," he grumbled, sounding worried.

I rolled my eyes. "You act like what I'm going to say is a bad thing." I laughed. "Relax, baby. It's good news, I promise."

"What?" He let his shoulders drop and tilted his head.

"I got my IUD removed. That means from here on out, nothing is going to prevent me from getting pregnant."

His eyes widened at first, then shifted to desire, and then went pedal to the metal, barreling straight for lust. He moved so fast I didn't even realize it before I had my back against the house and Jack's mouth on mine.

Our tongues tangled as his hand traced down my side, then over my breast, where he gave an encouraging squeeze, and then down to the curve of my ass in my booty shorts. His fingers teased the crease of where my ass cheek met my thigh, and my mind fizzled out. My entire focus became every feather light touch, every intense grip, every gasp as our tongues tangled and he pressed me harder against the wall.

Jack had just slipped his hand between my shorts and underwear when we heard, "You two realize you have your own house, right?" my mother called out clearly having spied us from where she was playing with TJ about thirty feet away.

Jack's hands froze on my ass as though he suddenly realized what he'd done and where we were at that moment.

I laughed. "Hey, Ma, can you watch TJ for a bit longer? We're gonna go try and make a baby." I called out, not taking my eyes off the blazing dark gaze of my husband.

Jack shook his and head laughed out loud. The man wasn't used to my shamelessness or shenanigans quite yet. I hoped he never got used to them. I liked the idea of keeping my man on his toes.

"Whoo hoo! Did you hear that, Bernie?"

"I sure did! I think that's cause for celebration. Fresh squeezed OJ for everyone!" He clapped.

Mom continued to blather on while I jumped up and locked my legs around Jack's waist. "I'm going to need to consult the cards and do a fertility ritual."

"You think we can make it to the car, or should we hit the shed out back real quick?" I asked.

Jack ground his very large erection against me and grunted, almost sounding pained. My lower region throbbed and ached, ready to finish what we started against the wall.

"The she-shed it is!" I lifted my arm and made a roping gesture. "Giddy-up cowboy. This cowgirl wants a ride."

Jack carried me all the way down the side path as I kissed his neck, sucking hard enough to leave a fat hickey. He'd bitch and moan about it later, but also secretly love it.

The second he got me through the rickety door, he kicked it shut with his booted foot, and I let my legs drop to the floor. I'd just barely unbuttoned my shorts and shoved them down to my ankles before he spun me around and bent me over the wooden workbench.

He cupped my center from behind and sank two fingers deep.

I arched back on a loud moan, forcing those fingers deeper, my entire body aching for more. He fucked me properly with those fingers, working me into a frenzy until I begged for more.

"Jack, please…"

I heard the sound of his belt being undone and his new jeans sliding down his narrow hips. He removed his soaked fingers, and then I was rewarded with the sound of him humming.

I glanced over my shoulder to see his fingers being licked clean.

"Fuck, that's so hot," I moaned, the temperature in the shed becoming balmy and humid with our rapid breaths and beating hearts. "Fuck me," I demanded, waving my bare ass in the air.

His hand came down hard against my bare skin, blistering my ass like a fiery brand. "That's for the hickey!" he rumbled like thunder, then lifted his hand and swung again, reddening the other cheek. "That's for keeping me in the dark about your doctor's appointment."

I gagged on a moan, my entire ass aflame, arousal coating my thighs and dripping down my leg. The need for him to fuck me was so strong it was carnal, no primal .

"Please!" I begged.

I didn't have to wait.

Jack centered the fat head of his cock at my entrance, gripped my hips, and plunged all the way to the hilt.

We both cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. He pulled back and then thrust home again, his balls slapping my pussy.

I pushed back as he rode me hard.

One of his hands threaded through the roots of my hair, and I arched into the pressure, going up onto my toes as he impaled me over and over with his thick cock.

"Jack, Jack, Jack…I'm gonna…" I gasped as he jackhammered into me, stretching my channel brutally, hitting that sweet spot inside of me until I was keening and wailing as I came.

" Jeg elsker deg ." I love you , Jack hissed through his teeth as he thrust home. His entire body convulsed against mine, his chest falling to my back. " Jeg elsker deg ," he whispered, breath fanning my ear as we both panted.

"I love you too." I smiled and then closed my eyes, sated and happy.

He eased off my back and swiveled his hips, almost as though stirring the pot.

"What are you doing?" I chuckled, amused at his actions.

"Making sure it's all in there," he whispered distractedly, still working his softening cock within me.

"I don't think that's how it works," I snorted and then pressed my forehead to the wooden worktable he'd bent me over.

"I think we should go home, shower, make dinner, put TJ to bed and continue working on this," he said, still swirling his hips.

I sighed, enjoying the feeling of him gently playing with my body.

"Okay." I snapped my hips back hard enough to dislodge him. Then I pulled up my underwear and shorts not giving a shit I was going to be a mess when we finally did make it home.

He did the same.

"Let's go get our boy," I hooked my arm with his.

We made it back to the patio where Dad was in full bubble blowing mode. TJ was split between running after the chickens and ducks or popping the bubbles.

Mom's head rose as she pointed at one of them and then her gaze landed on us. "You didn't even make it to the car, did ya?"

I shook my head grinning. "She-shed."

"Nice," mom praised me with a wink.

Jack's entire face was beet red as he crouched and opened his arms calling for TJ.

"Dada Yak!" TJ screeched and then ran into him. " Boble ," he pointed to a shimmering, glistening orb, which popped the second he touched it. "Booobbllleee!" TJ squealed.

"Bub-ble" Jack corrected in English. " Boble , in Norwegian. Bubble in English," he explained.

We'd agreed to speak both English and Norwegian to TJ. We didn't want him forgetting anything he'd already learned in preschool, nor did we want him forgetting his own language. So most of the time, Jack explained what things were in English and Norwegian which helped all of us learn more.

"Well, thanks Mom and Dad. We're gonna take TJ home and make dinner."

"Oh, Autumn wants to talk to you more about entering the auction. She said she wasn't getting a response from your friend Alana."

"Alana's on break," I said, not wanting to share all we'd heard about what Alana and Christophe had gone through with that Russian psycho and his daughter Bianca. "Jade's running the next auction. I'll give her Jade's information."

"Say bye to grandmom and grandpop," Jack instructed.

TJ waved. "Bye, bye."

"We love you, grandson," my mother said, waving wildly. My father put his arm around her, and they both waved as we left.

"Maybe this time next month we'll be announcing our pregnancy?" I said dreamily, imagining our future and loving every second of it.

"That's why we need to practice. A lot," Jack murmured, nuzzling my neck.

TJ grabbed my face and tried to kiss my cheek, doing everything Jack did.

"Well, they say practice does make perfect. Last one to the car is a rotten egg!" I cried out and then sprinted toward our vehicle.

Jack and TJ let out a silly war cry and came running after me.

* * * *

Nine months to the day we banged in the she-shed, I gave birth to Ellena Ann Larson named after two amazing women. One who we lost too soon and my mother.

But we call our little princess…Ellie.

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