And when I come, I undulate into him, take his body into my own with more passion than ever before.
I moan and cry out, shudder beneath him as my pussy explodes around his cock.
“Fuck,” he groans.
When he releases, I feel every spurt, every contraction, every ounce of love he pours into me.
And I know.
I know this is the man I’ll spend my life with.
Always.
Epilogue
Two days later, we’re back in Boston. Penny runs toward me and I pepper her little face with kisses. Already she’s nearly doubled in size. I give Sasha equal attention, while Braden hangs his suitcoat on the coatrack near the elevator door.
I take a quick look at my phone. Betsy never called me back, so I’ll call her. I owe Kathy Harmon a call and dinner date, too. I have a therapist who is helping me. Tessa and I are great. Braden and I are great. I’ve forgiven my parents and myself, and I’m on a journey toward self-love and acceptance. It will take some time to get over the trauma with the Reardons, but I’ll do it. I have to.
Addison is no longer a threat to either of us. Braden met with Brock Ames and a slew of attorneys this morning, paid back the half million dollars Brock gave him all those years ago, and they drew up a new agreement, nullifying the previous one. The statute of limitations for any allegations Addie could make against Braden has long expired. Now, if she comes near either of us again, we will file charges.
I smile to myself.
Christopher and the others seem to have disappeared, and I head to the kitchen for a drink of water. “You want anything?” I ask Braden.
“No, I’m good. Thanks.”
I grab a glass, fill it with ice and water, and take a long drink. Flying dries me out, even a short flight like New York to Boston. I set the glass on the counter, and—
I gasp.
Braden is in the kitchen, and he cups my face and kisses me long and hard. I melt into him and return his kiss, already throbbing with want. I’ll never get enough of Braden Black.
So I’m disappointed when he breaks the kiss.
“I love you, Skye,” he says, his voice gruff.
“I love you, too.”
Then he does something I don’t expect, especially not from Braden Black.
He drops to one knee.
I gasp.
He pulls a ruby red velvet box out of his pocket, opens it, and hands it to me.
My heart nearly stops. It’s a ring. A diamond ring, and it’s large but not ostentatious. Braden knows me. He knows I wouldn’t want anything over-the-top.
“I didn’t want to do this in New York,” he says. “I wanted to do it here. In our home.”
“Our home?”
“Yes. I want you to move in with me, Skye.”
I clasp my hand to my mouth.
“The diamond choker you wear at the club is yours now,” he says. “It tells the world you’re mine in the dark. But Skye, I want the world to know you’re mine all the time. Everywhere we go.”
“Oh my God, Braden.”
“Will you accept this ring? Will you marry me? Will you be mine. Always?”
I drop to my knees in front of him, cup both his cheeks, and as a tear streams from my eye, I reply.
“Always, Braden. I’ll follow you always.”
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Acknowledgments
This has been a blast! I hope you’ve enjoyed Braden and Skye’s journey as much as I have.
Thanks so much to the incredible team at Entangled Amara for their belief in and dedication to this project. Liz, Jessica, Stacy, Heather, Bree, Riki, Lydia, Curtis, Toni, Meredith—you all had a huge hand in making the Follow Me series shine! These new covers are gorgeous!
Thanks to the women and men of my reader group, Hardt and Soul. Your endless and unwavering support keeps me going.
To my family and friends, thank you for your encouragement.
Thank you most of all to my readers. Without you, none of this would be possible. If you find yourself missing Braden and Skye, have no fear. We may see more of them in the future!
About the Author
#1 New York Times, #1 USA Today, and #1 Wall Street Journal bestselling author Helen Hardt’s passion for the written word began with the books her mother read to her at bedtime. She wrote her first story at age six and hasn’t stopped since. In addition to being an award-winning author of romantic fiction, she’s a mother, an attorney, a black belt in tae kwon do, a grammar geek, an appreciator of fine red wine, and a lover of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream. She writes from her home in Colorado, where she lives with her family.
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