Page 31 of The Mechanic's Match
I lean up, pressing a kiss to his lips. “And you’re not so bad yourself, Fox Miller. Even if you are a grump.”
He pulls me closer, his arms wrapping around me as he rests his forehead against mine. His kiss is slow and deliberate, stealing my breath and sealing our vows.
The reception is a blur of laughter, teasing, and dancing. Zane gives a toast that has everyone in stitches, recounting how Fox once swore he’d never get married.
“And yet, here we are,” Zane says, raising his glass. “Turns out, all it took was the right woman to break down his walls.”
Fox grumbles something under his breath, but his hand finds mine, squeezing gently.
Grady leans over, smirking. “Guess you’re officially one of us now, Amelia. Welcome to the chaos.”
I laugh, feeling the warmth of their acceptance. These men, this town, this life—it’s more than I ever dreamed of.
As the night winds down, Fox and I steal away to the riverbank. The air is cool, the sound of the water soothing. I kick off my heels, letting the soft grass tickle my feet.
Fox sits beside me, his arm draped over my shoulders. “You happy?” he asks, his voice gruff but tinged with vulnerability.
I rest my head against him, my fingers lacing with his. “Happier than I’ve ever been.”
He presses a kiss to my hair, his voice a low whisper. “Me too, Amelia. Me too.”
Our foreheads touch, his lips barely grazing against mine. “Still can’t believe you said yes.”
My cheeks flush a deep shade of crimson at his words, and I sheepishly look away. He gently wipes the happy tears from my face, making me cherish every moment with him even more. “I guess I did say that,” I murmur.
His grin widens, “I love seeing you flustered and declaring your feelings for me.” He leans in to kiss me tenderly. “I've loved you since the moment you and your pussy turned my world upside down.”
“Are you sure about that?” She giggles.
“Maybe you need a reminder.”
“I might need a few reminders,” I whisper seductively in his ear. His erection twitches against me at my words.
“I'm happy to give daily reminders,” he murmurs back.
We stand there in comfortable silence, no words left to say as he shows me how much I mean to him.
“I can't believe how deeply you sank yourself inside of my soul the first time we met, Mrs. Miller.” He holds my face in hishands, placing soft kisses along my hairline and over my closed eyelids.
My arms wrap around his waist, my fingers tracing the skin just above the waistband of his jeans, sending shivers through my body. Our connection is undeniable and I’ve never felt this way with anyone before.
“I still can’t believe you said yes,” he groans.
“You know I'm wild and chaotic, right? My organizational skills are nonexistent,” I giggle.
He just laughs and pulls me closer. “I want your beautiful chaos in my life, baby. With you here, it won't just be a house, it will be a home.”
I shake my head in disbelief but can't hide the smile on my face. I nod and say those four small words that crack open my heart: “I love you, Fox.”
“Thank you,” he whispers, his voice filled with emotion. “You could have walked away from us earlier, but you stayed with a grumpy old mechanic.”
Tears of joy form in my eyes as I push them away and nod again. “My grumpy old caveman mechanic.” I grin, my heart feeling whole again.
“I love you with every breath in me...even if you are a roommate from hell. Nothing about you could push me away. You’re mine.Forever.”
Second Epilogue
Fox–one year later
