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With all my love,

Dylan.

Skylar practically jumpedinto my arms, crying with me, the letter clutched between the two of us as if it was Dylan standing there. I wanted to believe that he was happier now, lighter, in some better place.

And in that moment, I made one last promise.

We will be happy for you, Dy.

EPILOGUE

Skylar

Ten Years Later

The sun shone brightly,kissing my face as I lounged by the pool behind our house, waiting for Ash to come home. The non-profit organization I was working with was finally making progress in the case against the sex trafficking ring, created by politicians and some of the most influential people in our society. I finally felt as if I could rest.

Ever since I finished school, getting my degree in psychology, I knew that I wanted to do something more with it. I knew that I didn’t want to just help those that could seek help, but I wanted to create something to help people. Casimir was the one I should probably thank the most for making it happen.

Two years after I got that degree in my hands, we opened The Little One, an organization that vowed to help victims ofsex trafficking, regardless of their age. It now had more than one hundred people working on the sidelines, along with law enforcement, trying to bring justice for those whose voices were silenced for way too long.

Lawyers, psychologists, social workers, they all poured their free time into the organization. They made sure that every single person that came to us would be taken care of, with a new place to live, new identity, and a promise that they would never have to go back to those horrible places.

Kane and Rowan wanted to help out—especially Kane. His football career took off in ways unimaginable to the rest of us. The moment he finished college, he was drafted into the NFL, starting his professional career with the New York Ravens. Rowan on the other hand decided to travel the world after getting his degree. The last time we spoke, he was in Africa, helping out people who needed it the most.

I wouldn’t have been able to make it this far without all of them, but it was my husband—which was still shocking for me to say—who was the pillar I needed when things became too much to handle. When seeing the devastation and pain in the eyes of those kids, women and men threatened to break me, he was always there to hold my hand. To tell me that I could push through this, that we could do everything.

It shouldn’t have come as a surprise to anyone when he went through the FBI Academy after getting his degree in social studies. Sebastian often made fun of him that he started his life on the wrong side of the law only to end up here. It probably didn’t help that I always added fuel to the fire, still loving the way he started getting riled up whenever we would gang up on him.

But the truth was—I was proud of him. I missed him every single time he had to go on a new assignment, but I was proud of the man he’d become. I was proud of everything we had togo through to be here. I was more than proud that we didn’t succumb to the darkness that was threatening to swallow us whole, and I was proud that we didn’t spend the rest of our lives wallowing in sorrow over the losses we had endured.

Judah was given a life sentence for the crimes he committed, and while I wasn’t the one who kept tabs on him, I knew that Casimir made sure he had an absolutely terrible time in jail. Danny, on the other hand... I still had no idea how to feel about him. Rowan refused to speak about him and he never went to visit him in the psychiatric facility. I knew that Danny hadn’t always been like that and that Judah turned him into a monster.

I still couldn’t bring myself to leave him alone even after everything he’d done. I made it my mission to visit him at least once every few months to check in on him. Ash couldn’t quite understand it, but he didn’t try to discourage me from going.

It didn’t affect me in any way, and I liked seeing the light shining in Danny’s eyes every time I came. His doctors felt that they were making some progress, but I didn’t think that he would be stepping outside any time soon.

My thoughts were interrupted when I felt a shadow above me. As I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was a brilliant smile and a pair of blue eyes.

“You’re back!” I practically screeched, jumping from the sun lounger and into Ash’s waiting arms.

He twirled us around, tightening his hold on me, while I peppered him with kisses all over his face, his neck, his hair, not knowing where to start and where to finish. He’d been gone for the last two weeks, and I was counting the hours until he would be back. He was supposed to arrive tonight.

“I thought you weren’t coming until tonight,” I said, smiling as I dragged my hand through his hair.

“I wanted to surprise you,” he murmured, pressing his lips to mine. Even after all these years, he still stole the breath from me. “I couldn’t wait any longer.”

His fingers spread over my backside, moving me up and down over his hard cock that was only separating us by the fabric of his pants. “I wanted to see you.”

I hissed in pleasure when his hard length rubbed over my clit, reminding me that it was far too long since we’d done this.

“Then I come here and see you in this skimpy little bikini.” As if to prove the point, he untied the strings that were holding the upper part together, letting it fall down to reveal my chest. “Fuck, Moonshine,” he groaned, leaning down to press his lips above my breasts. “You have no idea what you do to me.”

“I think I have some idea.” I chuckled, before that chuckle turned into a groan as his lips wrapped around my nipple.

“Fuck,” he cursed, walking slowly toward the house. “I wanted to come in and surprise you and talk, but fuck that. One single look at you and I knew I needed to be inside you. I need to be inside my wife.”

Jesus fuck. I would never get tired of hearing him call me his wife. Maybe it was archaic, but there was something insanely hot whenever he said that. Perhaps it was the possessive tone of his voice, or the way his eyes filled with heat every time he looked at me, but whatever it was made me all hot and bothered, and I wouldn’t mind hearing it a lot more.

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