Epilogue

2 years later….

This is bliss. I’m floating in my jetted tub, engulfed in sweet-smelling foamy bubbles and soft music wafting out from the mounted speaker.

The house has been quiet for 3 songs now, so I think Adrian finally managed to get Landon to sleep.

I volunteered, but he insisted on me taking a bath as I cleaned the kitchen after dinner and told me he had bedtime covered.

I know what that means. He wants me relaxed, energized and in a good mood. I bet any second, he comes waltzing into the bathroom too….

“Oh, honey!” Adrian’s excitement from the other side of the door made me giggle. He opens the door then pops his head in, wiggling his eyebrows. “Mission accomplished.”

“Good job, daddy,” I told him, floating to the edge of the tub and resting my head on my arm.

“Want some company?” He asks, even though he is already stripping out of his clothes.

“If I say no, will that stop you?”

“Not a chance,” he grins, tossing his sock and boxers in the hamper with his jeans.

He slips