Page 119 of Forever and Ever

“I love you,” he says with his mouth hovering over my own.

His hips circle and I feel every ridge of his dick as it hits me in a magical place that leads to every corner of my body.

“I love you too.”

His grip tightens and his pace quickens. He holds me against him, and we might as well melt into one person because as he comes inside me and I tumble over the ledge, I fall for him all over again.

Epilogue

Noah

One Year Later

Myfingerstraceovermy fresh tattoo. It’s a solid black ring and I can still feel the buzzing as the needle dragged along my skin. Although this tattoo has mostly healed, the sensation of it is still there, vibrating through me like Merry does.

Finally, another ring, when it felt like I would be stuck at two forever. Except, this one isn’t around my forearm like the others, this one is on my left hand.

For her. For today.

A big moment.

When Merry asked me what they represented the day inside the tattoo parlor, that’s what I told her. Because I had the other two placed on me at times when I felt everything in my life was about to change. Moments when I knew the time before it and the time after would look like different things. Changing me in irreversible ways.

But nothing compares to this.

Standing on the beach barefoot, wearing dress slacks and a white dress shirt with the top two buttons popped. It’s as fancy as Merry was willing to get. While I would have been willing to do the whole church scene with the three-hundred-person reception, she wanted something quieter and more intimate. And ultimately, I’m glad she nixed the big wedding because standing here with the sea breeze cooling this warm day, all that matters is being here in this moment.

I rub the tattoo band on my left ring finger again as I wait for her to make her appearance, and I know this is the one moment in my life that will really transform me. Not that making our relationship official or legal changes anything between us, but it’s the commitment. The dedication, in front of our family and friends. A chance to say out loud that my heart belonged to this woman the day I met her, and it always will.

Which is why we’re doing this after only being together for a year, and only engaged for two months of it. Most of our family and friends think we’re crazy, but the ones that really know us, get it.

After all, it took long enough for me to convince her to date me, so when she said yes to marrying me, I wasn’t going to put this off. I’ve been waiting for this day since she accidentally walked into my dressing room.

Hers are the eyes I want to look into for the rest of my life. Seeing me for all the good and bad and loving me through it.

“You’re lookin’ a little pale, man. Sure you wanna go through with this?” Rome smirks at me around the back of Sebastian.

Sebastian shoves Rome’s shoulder before I get the chance to.

“Shut the fuck up, man,” Adrian says from the other side of me.

“Just fucking around with him.” Rome grins.

I shake my head. “Someday Rome.”

“What… this? For me? No way in hell.” He laughs.

Sebastian and Adrian both look at me like I’m crazy for even suggesting it, but I just shrug. I’ve seen men like Rome fall before. Look at Sebastian.

Rome rolls his shirt sleeves up his forearms and it shows off more of his tattoos.

“In all seriousness though, I’m happy for you man,” Rome says. “Merry’s a cool chick.”

I know he means it. This might not be the life he sees for himself, but the band has been there through all the shit with me and Merry, and they know there is absolutely no one who makes me happier than my little rain cloud who’s soon to be my wife.

“So, when are you and Cassie going to take the plunge?” I ask Sebastian.

He looks at me and grins. “If it were up to me, it would have happened already, but we agreed not to talk about it until after the world tour.”

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