Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27572 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27572 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Now, Avalon’s a mixture of laughing and crying, her cheeks wet with either sadness or joy.
“No, it’s not the money,” she says. “Well, it is, but it was the thought that you didn’t feel anything for me. That I was just a cog in some grand scheme, and once I was impregnated, you let your lawyer deal with the messy parts. But that’s the thing because children and relationships are by nature messy, and you can’t lawyer up just to escape it. It requires you, Liam. Your presence, your buy-in, and your time. There’s no other way.”
“Of course,” I say fervently. “I absolutely agree, which is why I was so terrified to have a third child. I spend a lot of time with my two daughters already, and juggling two CEO positions on top of that drove me crazy. Something has to change,” I say in a deep voice, before gazing into Avalon’s eyes. “But we’ll figure that out later. For now, please just say that you forgive me, and that you want to be together. Again, none of this should have happened because I want this baby with you. I want us to be a family, and if you’ll have me, I swear to make your life sweet, Avalon—”
I never get a chance to finish my litany of promises because the curvy girl has fused her lips to mine, our souls joining as our tongues twine. Avalon’s cheeks are still wet with tears, and I can feel the moisture against my skin as we commune wordlessly. But her tears only cement my commitment to this relationship because everything I said was true. I do want her. I want the child that we’ve made, and even more children if the curvy girl’s on board. I want a life together, wrapped in the arms of my sweet Avalon because the girl in the cabin was always mine … and now, our future continues, full of promise and love.
EPILOGUE
Avalon
I lean back on the couch, sighing happily before looking out the window. It’s winter now, and the snow falls in a perfect white blanket over the trees and ground, covering everything in a layer of white frosting. But I’m as toasty as a cinnamon bun in my comfy sweatsuit, my hair up in a messy ponytail, and a cup of hot cocoa in my hand.
Of course, I’m as big as a beach ball now too, and it’s because I’m in my third trimester. Our baby is going to be born in the next month or so, and I’m excited. So is Liam, and at that moment, the door opens as the alpha male staggers in with an armful of chopped wood in his hands.
“Wow,” I say, truly amazed. “That’s a lot of timber.”
He drops the logs into a basket by the fireplace before coming over to press a kiss to my cheek. Liam’s as gorgeous as ever, although he looks like a wild mountain man now that we live up at the cabin. His black hair has been allowed to grow, and he sports a thick bushy beard. Plus, my man has filled out even more from the constant activity, and those shoulders seem as wide as a bus, his powerful chest thick and burly. It even seems like his dick has grown longer and stronger, and I’m the lucky lady who gets the benefit of such a magnificent axe. Still, my boyfriend can be a worry wart as he towers over me.
“Are you warm enough?” he asks, staring at my mountainous form beneath the plaid blanket.
“Liam, if I get any warmer, I’m going to explode,” I laugh. “Trust me, I’m practically a volcano at this point.”
“Okay,” he says with a grin, white teeth flashing as his blue eyes gleam. “I just want my girl to be safe, warm, and happy.”
“Oh, I’m happy,” I say, throwing my arms around his neck for a kiss. “Couldn’t be happier, in fact.”
It’s true too because after the confrontation we had at my apartment, I moved back into his mansion. But it didn’t feel like home anymore. I’m not sure what it was: the vast, echoing rooms, or the fact that I’m nesting, and needed something cozier and more snug. As a result, we did some house-hunting, but in the end, I wanted to move back to the cabin where we met, and Liam assented. He had contractors do some renovations first, but within a month or two, we both moved up here, to Mount Tamalo, and it’s been wonderful. Liam goes to the farmer’s market to buy fresh groceries every morning, and he had satellite installed so that we’re hooked up to the outside world. But I don’t need the outside world because I have my man, and with a baby on the way, things feel absolutely perfect. Still, I want to make sure that my boyfriend’s not going stir-crazy away from civilization.