Page 46 of The Thief

“Oh, my god!” I throw my head back and laugh out loud. “That is fucking brilliant! Literally!”

He cuddles up with me and says, “Sometimes I surprise myself.”

The driver keys the intercom and says, “Congratulations. There is a complimentary bottle of champagne in the console just behind the front seat.”

I look at my husband and say, “This day just keeps getting better and better.”

d’Artagnan retrieves the bottle, pops the cork, pours us each a flute.

I smile and lift my flute, “To wedding The Thief that stole not only my life but my heart.”

He clinks my glass and says, “To wedding my soulmate and living our happily ever after.”

Epilogue

One week later.

d’Artagnan

Reclining on a lounge chair under the palm trees, looking out at the clear aquamarine waters, sipping a frozen margarita, I reach for my wife’s hand. She lazily hooks mine with two fingers. “I received a text this morning from Vincent,” I tell her.

“Yeah, what did he say?”

“Tiara has insisted he take her on a cruise across the Atlantic Ocean aboard The Queen Mary. It’s one solid week on the water. They will be gone when we return.”

“Oh, how fittingly romantic!” She chuckles and pinches my fingers. “Cathy sent a text too.”

“Yeah? What’s happening with my sister?”

“She wanted to ask my opinion on whether or not she should travel to New York for a fashion gig. Of course, I encouraged her to spread her wings and fly.”

I stroke her fingers, “You have been so good for her.”

She smiles as she rolls onto her side to look at me. “She simply needed someone to believe in her.”

I pull her hand to my lips and kiss it. “You are an amazing woman, Rapunzel Dugan.”

She smiles at me and says, “And you are an amazing man, d’Artagnan Dugan. Shall we retire into the Honeymoon Bungalow for some amazing sex?”

I smile at her and agree, “Yes, let’s.”

She stands, pulls me to my feet, drapes my arm around her shoulders, and hugs her oiled body up against mine. “You know, I’m astonished at how mellow you are. I was a little concerned about choosing Fiji for our honeymoon. I wasn’t sure how you would deal with a relaxing week on an island with nothing to do.”

I chuckle, “Believe me, princess, when I say, my tranquil mood is a direct result of all the amazing sex we’ve had.”

She laughs and looks up at me with those twinkling eyes that zing my heart every damn time.

The End

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