“I think we already have, but I don’t mind making sure.”
I stare in shock at my perfect woman. “For real, no joke?”
“I am not 100% sure and won’t be for at least a week or two, but I feel pregnant. I mean, I’m not sick or anything, just really tired, but this is how I felt just before I found out I was pregnant with Alex.”
I kick my pants off, pick her up and push her shorts down in a flash. Sitting down on the couch, I pull her down to straddle my lap. “I need you to take me, Livvy.” For the rest of the nigh she complies to my demands like a pro. Holy shit! Thank God, I found my perfect woman. She was made just for me.
Epilogue:
*a section or speech at the end of a book or play that serves as a comment on or a conclusion to what has happened.
~Olivia~
Our honeymoon alone and then our vacation time with Alex was pure heaven, but I am happy to be home. They started construction the day we left so I was happy to be getting out of the way of demolition. As we were leaving, they were tearing down the wall between the two units to make it into one, two-bedroom apartment. The renovation crew said we have to come back in a few weeks to oversee the final touches but at least for the next two weeks I get to relax and not worry about anything except making my new husband and son happy. I no longer have nightmares about Jerry or John and Alex doesn’t mention Jerry at all anymore. I pray that he is young enough that he will not have any memories of the abuse that he and I suffered.
The Safe House is doing amazingly well and the donations exceeded their expectations so now they are looking for a space to open another one on the west coast.
Marie, one of the tenants of The Safe House, has been attending the same counseling group for victims of sexual violence as I have on Mondays and Thursdays. She is extremely quiet and acts as though she doesn’t want to be there. We have become very close but while we are there she kind of shuts down. I have been told that she was the only victim of The House that was raped while she was in captivity but she has never confirmed that information to me.
I sometimes wonder if she’s still being guarded because every once in a while I see Snake standing sentry at the doors. They don’t come together or leave together, but I think he is there all the time even though I don’t see him every time. I will have to ask my husband about her situation. Does he think that she is still in danger? He probably knows because he is the one who took the three women into protective custody when they rescued them from The House.
Ren and Tori didn’t suffer the same fate while being held captive and the only reason we know about what happened to Marie is because Tori was in the room next door and heard everything. I don’t consider Marie’s situation worse than mine because rape is rape, but I had been in a relationship with my abuser and at least thought I knew him.
“Hello, Beautiful.”
My amazing husband leans down to kiss the soft and very sensitive spot on my neck. “Hello, my Sexy Husband.”
“Are you packed for our weekend getaway to Miami? The crew said everything is done except for hanging decorations.”
His hot breath on my neck has me breaking out in goose bumps all over. It has been this way ever since he approached me at the bar in Miami. It takes me a minute to answer because I lose my train of thought around this sexy savage. “I am. Alex is ready too, but I put him down for an early nap so he is not cranky on the plane.”
“Did you pack the pregnancy test?”
How in the world this man can make even that sound sexy is beyond me. We decided to wait until we got back to our Miami apartment to find out if we made a baby there four weeks ago. I can’t believe how different things are this time around. “Yes.” I can only manage that word in a breathy whisper. How does he do this to me? He controls my every thought and action with my hormones.
“How long has Alex been asleep?” he growls
“Twenty minutes,” I gasp out because I know what is coming.
The second that leaves my mouth, he picks me up and is rushing to our bedroom. This man will forever be my addiction.
~Savage~
Six hours later, we are walking into our newly renovated second home. Livvy gasps and stares around in shock while Alex takes off running through the space screaming my room, my room. The crew did an amazing job and every detail has been completed to perfection. The hardwood floors that cover every inch of walking space make the rooms appear larger than they are. The kitchen is just how Livvy wanted it, an exact replica of the one at our home in Boston. Even though we combined two units, the space is still small but cozy. I can’t wait for her to notice my gift to her. Just as the thought enters my head, she gasps again.
“Oh, Alexander.”
Hanging above the fireplace, she stares at my pencil sketch of her, Alex and I. Tears are streaming down her face as she jumps into my arms.
“This is the best present anyone has ever given me.”
“There is plenty of room for me to add additional family members. Speaking of which, should we go find out?
Ten minutes later, we are holding each other and Alex, as two little pink lines make us the happiest family in the world.
Of course,
