Page 96 of Living Hell

EPILOGUE

Iona

Three Months Later

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“MS. DELL, WE NEED YOURsignature on this.” Darlene, the director’s assistant, came up to me as I stood at the front desk of Tyler’s veterinarian’s office. My feet and back were throbbing from pain, but I had hemorrhoids so sitting wasn’t an option.

They never tell you about the pregnancy hemorrhoids before you get pregnant. Everyone glorifies it to make it seem like you’ll experience slight discomfort toward the end of the pregnancy, when in truth, it’s living hell the entire time.

Don’t get me wrong, I would walk on burning coals across the country and back for this baby, but being nauseas, in pain, or uncomfortable for the past six months hasn’t been fun.

“Again? What’s this one for?” I had signed my name about twenty times in the past ten minutes. But that’s the price I pay for being the star, director, and producer on multiple projects.

It’s my dream come true, and despite the ass pain and heartburn I was currently experiencing, I couldn’t be happier.

“The questions for Dr. Ferguson. Terrance needs you to approve them before we shoot the scene.”

I grabbed the paper from her hand and glanced down. “But I approved them yesterday.”

“Yes, but there’s a new question.”

I noticed the last question. It was personal—about Tyler’s parents.

“No. I don’t think that’s a good idea. Where’s Terrance? I need to find out why that question was added.”

Darlene’s brown eyes glanced up at me in fear.

“Actually, I added the question,” Tyler said.

I turned to find him there with a paper bib tucked into his collar and makeup caked on his face. I reached over and grabbed the bib, balling it up into a wad before throwing it in a nearby trash can.

“Nice shot,” he said with a wink.

He did that on purpose. The good thing about the pregnancy, aside from the baby, which was the best part, was that I was even hornier than before.

Which Tyler took full advantage of by fucking me several times a day. It seemed his turn-on was me with a round belly—though he’d never admit it. But I liked the way he looked at me and I took full advantage of his weakness.

And my weakness was his winks. Which was weird because before I was pregnant, I never creamed myself from them, but now I couldn’t get enough.

But we were on set for Cara’s web series, Life Undone. Babette and I were both producing. Terrance agreed to direct if Tyler and I would participate in his docu-series about our relationship away from the glitz and glamour of Hollywood.

“Thanks. Now, what’s this question about?”

He walked up to me and took the paper from my hand, placing it on the counter. “Can you give us a minute?” he asked Darlene. She squeaked out a yes and scurried off.

His thumb slid over the scar under my lip. I fell in love with Tyler when I got that scar. We were still a year away from admitting our true feelings but when he defended me from Keaghan tripping me in the hallway and helped me to the nurse’s office, refusing to leave my side when the bell rung, I fell hard for the guy.

And when he touched that faint line on my chin, it reminded me of all the reasons I felt like the luckiest woman in the world to have him as my future husband.

And his cock, too. That thing was mine and I loved that about our relationship. Everywhere we went, I would look at people with the knowledge that Tyler’s big, thick dick was mine forever.

I told you pregnancy made me hornier.

“The question is about how my parents’ lifestyle affected me, physically and mentally. I wanted to be honest about my past and maybe someone out there can relate. Maybe by feeling like they’re not alone, they could try to make smart choices because they want the best for themselves. If that happens to just one person, then I feel like it was worth being filmed.”

Did I mention how much I loved this man?

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