Epilogue

 

Our son Zane was born on a beautiful, crisp October morning when the leaves on the trees boasted colors of scarlet, burned orange, gold and magenta. It was a most wonderful day for our most wonderful child.

Zane was a perfect blend of the both of us having Brody’s beautiful full lips and stubborn chin and my eye shape and nose. I think his feet were the same size as mine when he was delivered and Brody had laughed when they’d inked one then stamped his little certificate with it and it didn’t fit inside the box.

Our lives were so full of joy at our new addition that I think in the first three months neither of us stopped smiling.

And I think we kind of made people want to puke with our giddiness.

Our wedding day was the next June in a meadow on his parents’ land. It was a beautiful ceremony and my colors of violet and silver looked fabulous, trust me.

Ryan was my maid of honor who rocked her satin violet dress that was sleeveless, short and fitted and she looked both beautiful and classy. Kade was Brody’s best man who made his charcoal gray tux and violet vest and tie look awesome.

And Brody had taken my breath away looking absurdly handsome in his charcoal gray tux, silver vest and tie. When Dad started leading me down the aisle and I’d seen Brody I swear my eyes had bugged out at how truly amazing he’d looked.

But it was my dress that stole the show which is how it should always be, right?

And, lord how I loved that dress. It was ivory silk and hugged my body like a second skin. It appeared to be backless but it wasn’t. The flesh colored tulle created a backless illusion and was covered in wispy embroidered lines that were embellished with crystals, beads and pearls on the backs of my shoulders. The buttons that went down my back also looked like an illusion on the tulle, as if they were just floating there. And right below my bottom the train flared beautifully with the satin becoming mixed with chiffon and trailed behind me four feet. It was stunning.

When I made it to Brody after walking down the aisle, he flipped out at my dress. I’m not kidding.

After Dad gave me away, which was a tearful exchange, mostly on his part since I was his baby, Brody took my hand then shook his head with a wicked smirk plastered on his face. Then he leaned back to take a glance at my ass and everyone laughed. When he did it another fifteen times throughout the ceremony, it just got comical. And when the preacher finally said he could kiss his bride, Brody had turned to me giving me his seductive half smirk, wrapped his hand all possessive and alpha-like behind my neck pulling me to him, and as he leaned in for the kiss, his other hand slid down to cup my butt in his palm and the crowd went wild.

I’d laughed too because it had made me feel sexy that he couldn’t keep his hands off me.

But I think the best part of the day had been our pre-wedding text session. Of course, since it was Brody, it was filled with jokes, but by the end, it’d been so us, plain and simple.

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Brody: What’s up?

Me: Oh, nothing. Just getting ready to marry the man of my dreams. You?

Brody: Same

Me: You’re marrying the man of your dreams?

Brody: He’s hot. What can I say?

Me: Same

Brody: How about you meet me in about thirty minutes and I’ll make an honest woman out of you

Me: You saying I’m a liar now?

Brody: No. Just heard that in a movie once and always wanted to use it

Me: You keep using movie lines on me and I’m gonna make you watch the restaurant bathroom scene from Unfaithful and use IT on me

Brody: Unfaithful? Uh…

Me: Just that scene!

Brody: Do they fuck?

Me: Do they ever

Brody: I’m all in

Me: But, baby?

Brody: Yeah?

Me: You’re way hotter than the guy in it and would do it all better… honest

Brody: See, already making you honest… and truthful

Me: So cocky

Brody: You love it

Me: I do, actually ; )

Brody: Pulling that scene up on Dailymotion right now

Me: What?

Brody: Gonna watch it then every time I look at you today you’re gonna know what I’m thinking about doing to you

Me: You’re making me hot

Brody: Right where I want you

Me: God, I love you

Brody: You’d better. I spent a lot of money on this tux

Me: Good lord. If Zane has his father’s sense of humor….

Brody: He’ll be one badass motherfucker

Me: Whatever

Brody: Know why I’m glad we didn’t name our son after me?

Me: Why?

Brody: People always call the kid by their initials

Me: ?

Brody: Think about it…

Me: Brody Matthew

Brody: God, I’m marrying a sharp one

Me: OMG

Brody: Yeah

Me: Rolling my eyes

Brody: I’ll make your eyes roll tonight as you scream my name

Me: Can’t wait

Brody: Really?

Me: Really

Brody: Then get your gorgeous ass to my old bedroom right now, you lusty wench

Me: Did you just call me a wench?

Brody: Called your ass gorgeous too

Me: Nice save

Brody: Thx I serve to please

Me: K, gotta put the white dress on now

Brody: Shit. I thought we were doing the nudist thing we talked about last month.

Me: Brody…

Brody: It would work. You should see the little bowtie I’ve got on my dick

Me: OMG

Brody: You’ll be screaming that tonight too

Me: Is that all you ever think about is sex?

Brody: With you?

Me: Better just be with me

Brody: 24-7

Me: Brody!

Brody: You’ll be screaming that too

Me: God!

Brody: That too

Me: You drive me insane

Brody: And that

Me: I love you…

Brody: I love you too, baby. Can’t wait for you to be mine

Me: Always…

Brody: and Forever…