“Guess you’re stuck with me for the night.”
I gave him a light shove. “Guess you’re stuck with me for life.”
The weight of my words hung in the air, falling around us like confetti. He stared at me, the faintest flicker of uncertainty there. My body he was sure he possessed, it was my soul he wasn’t so sure of.
“Say it again.”
I didn’t need to ask what it was he needed to hear.
“I love you,” I whispered. He stared at me as if he couldn’t believe it. “Alfie, I love you.”
I watched my words settle inside him like seeds taking hold, roots spreading throughout his being until the irrevocable fact of my love was as certain to him as the moon above us.
He buried his face against my neck, one hand clutching my breast as his tears began to spill. I held onto him like I would never let him go. If I had my way, I never would.
We had come so far, suffered so much but here we were, at the finish line. We’d finally made it.
I was there, I was falling and he was with me. As he had been with me since the day I met him, as he would be forever.
Ever mine.
My Alfie.
Epilogue
ALFIE.
Idon’t know how long we lay there, our bodies intertwined as our souls reconnected.
She was here, she’d come back to me.
I could stay in this moment forever but the shift in her hips and the clench of her core told me that despite her bliss, I was starting to hurt her.
Carefully, I pulled out of her. I tucked myself back into my briefs, only for my cock to twitch again as she spread her legs so I could check her. The glossy look in her eyes told me she hadn’t done it on purpose, it was muscle memory. She knew what I needed.
She shuddered as I spread her folds. She was swollen and blush pink, the sight of my seed dripping out of her made me wild. I would take her again later, right now she was still breathless. I took the pocket square out of my jacket and cleaned her before pulling off her underwear altogether. She glanced at me as I tucked them in my trouser pocket, it wasn’t like she needed them anymore.
I shrugged off my jacket and laid it out on the ground for her. On lazy limbs she shuffled onto it. She turned her nose into the material, enjoying my scent.
Lo…
“Come here.” She reached for me and I was powerless to fight her, nor did I want to. I lay down and pulled her into my arms. She sprawled across my chest, playing with the buttons on my shirt. Under the moonlight, I watched her.
Her brow knitted here and there as her pretty mind worked through what had just happened. I knew what she was thinking of. The outside world, the people in our lives that would judge and disapprove of us. Keira and Natalie were going to be hard to win over, my friends would understand, Elliot and Ada would be overjoyed. My mother and my sister though…they were a battle I didn’t want to think about tonight.
I pulled her closer, needing her comfort. I couldn’t believe I was really here. It had taken three years but I’d finally gotten it right. The last time we’d had sex had been a toxic, fucked up thing but this, despite how frenzied, had felt so pure. I wondered if she knew how different she seemed, how much stronger.
I was proud of her, so fucking proud.
There was still so much to face and I wasn’t afraid of it, but something in the set of her mouth told me she was. I cupped her face, rubbing a thumb over her cheek.
“Hey, we’ll get through it.”
She looked up at me, sweet and surprised. “I don’t think I’m ever going to get used to you reading my mind.” She returned her focus to playing with the knot of my tie, chewing on her lip.
I stayed silent, exercising my new found patience as I waited for her to tell me what was really bothering her. Like I didn’t already know. She wanted this but it had caught her off guard. It had surprised me too.
I hadn’t planned this moment, but it had been in my mind every night. It was just like I’d imagined it. She gave herself to me freely, I didn't have to twist the words out of her, she’d said them all on her own. The words I’d waited three years to hear. She loved me. She really did.