Page 111 of Without You

Epilogue

Brody

“Ithought we agreed that public sex was probably not a good idea,” Katie murmurs against my mouth.

“Don’t care. Someone wants to record it, fine with me. Just so long as they zoom in on my ring that’s on your finger for the rest of our lives.”

She lifts her hand in the air to admire the diamond I just placed on her finger only ten minutes ago while I continue trying to get her skirt lifted, underwear off, and my pants down. “It’s so beautiful,” she sighs.

“Beautiful woman needed a beautiful ring,” I explain. It’s cheesy but she likes it when I’m cheesy. Especially since it’s reserved only for her.

I lift her up and plant her ass on the basin of the sink of the coffee shop we were reacquainted in for the first time. “This is gonna go fast, babe. I can’t help that.”

“Everyone is going to think you’re a quick draw,” she teases, spreading her legs for me to step between.

I smirk and shake my head. “Don’t give a fuck. If we managed to get through the shit Hannah and my mother were pulling, we can get through anything.”

She spreads her legs wider, opening herself up for me, and then…

Paradise.

“Yes,” she moans. “Yes.”

“Never stopping,” I warn.

“Good.”

“Watch us.”

She looks between us and together we watch as we come together as one. I’m slick with her and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Her body clenches around me and I use my thumb to move shit along because I wasn’t lying when I told her it was going to be fast. Seeing the ring I bought on her fourth finger, claiming her as mine for the rest of our lives has me feeling all kinds of everything.

“Paradise,” I whisper.

“For the rest of our lives,” she whispers back.

Those words.

That’s all it takes for me to go over the edge, pulling her right along with me.

“Man alive, that was good,” she says on a long exhale.

I help her down and we clean up. “Good part about being in the bathroom already is easy clean up.”

“True. And no windows.” She laughs.

“Ain’t that the truth.”

No matter how long we live, we’ll never get over the fact that someone made a sex tape of the two of us having sex and uploaded it to the internet within thirty minutes of us finishing. Hannah was working some warp speed magic there.

“I’ll go out first and make sure the coast is clear.”

“Thank you.”

Kissing her once more, I peek out the door, thankful that there’s not a crowd around us. I’m a little surprised there isn’t, though, because several people saw me get down on one knee and ask her to be my forever. I had this fear that we’d open the door to either a round of cheers or cops waiting to arrest us for having sex in public. Turns out, no one in the coffee shop really cared that we celebrated our engagement in the bathroom.

I open the door. “It’s all good.”

She slips through the door and I take her hand, the one with the ring, in mine and usher her outside. There’s a guy by the door looking down at his laptop. He glances up quickly, smiles, murmurs congratulations and ducks his head.

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