Authors: Ana Layne
Hooked (TKO #2) (17 page)
Epilogue
Hilary
One Year Later
With time, things improve. It’s hard to believe our lives took such drastic changes only a year ago. I became a victim in a game of terror I never bargained for, and literally had to fight for my life. But my knight in fighting shorts came to my rescue.
I’ve just finished cleaning our home, and our baby Laney is napping. It took some time for me to adjust to being alone in the house. I don’t have to worry about who or what may be lurking in the shadows anymore. My therapist has helped me tremendously. Mom helped me get the little bit of extra help I needed. It turns out moving out of the house wasn’t the only help I needed. Travis has affected me mentally, and my family was immensely worried about me. I’m waiting for Mom to come over and watch Laney so I can go to my appointment.
Lance has been so supportive in all of this, and I love him for it. Without him, I’d be completely lost. I was terrified to admit to him I was going to see a therapist, but when he told me he thought it was a great idea, I remembered exactly why I fell in love with him.
I’ve put him through so much, yet he helps me get through it all. The therapy has strengthened me personally as well as my relationship with Lance, and tonight is the night I’ll tell him that I’m pregnant again. This time, the baby is one hundred percent his.
My phone rings, and it’s my therapist. She’s calling to cancel because something came up. I thank her, then hurry to call Mom and tell her I don’t need her. A few minutes later, Lance comes home. He grins and struts right over to me. He picks me up by the hips and places me on the kitchen table.
“Hey, beautiful, I missed you. Do you need me to watch Laney since I’m home?”
“No, the therapist canceled. But you and I could talk.”
“By
talk,
what do you mean?” He wiggles his eyebrows, and I laugh.
“Well, that too, but I do have something serious to tell you.”
“Okay, spit it out.”
“Well, you know how I went to the doctor yesterday?” He nods, and I continue. “Lance, I’m pregnant again.”
“Are you sure?” His eyes widen.
“Yes.”
He pulls me close as his lips crash against mine. He breaks the kiss and grins. “You seriously just made my day. I’m so happy.”
“Promise?” I still doubt myself on a lot of things, and it drives him crazy.
“With you, I always mean it. You know it, silly girl. Now, how about I take you to the bedroom and we celebrate this news?”
“Or you could just take me right here and now,” I suggest, lifting my shirt over my head. My breasts are still pretty large from my pregnancy with Laney, and he loves it. He wraps his lips around one of my nipples, and I whimper. I’m so wet already and he hasn’t even done anything. I reach down and cup his dick in my hand. “Please, Lance, I want you now.”
That’s all he needs to hear. He pulls my shorts down and unzips his jeans. With one quick thrust, he fills me. I wrap my arms around his back and pull him closer as he thrusts in and out. He groans as I wrap my legs around his waist. He finds my clit with his thumb and he begins to rub circles around it, sending me over the edge. I yell his name louder than intended as I come hard. He brings my body to places I’ve never known before. Situations like this is exactly how we ended up pregnant again.
“Damn, Hil, I’m about to come.” As soon as he says that, Laney begins crying. I hate to laugh but it slips out. He collapses on top of me and kisses my forehead. “You clean up, babe, I’ll check on her.”
I never get tired of watching Lance with her. He sure has grown up from the guy I knew in high school. He is the love of my life. Without him, I don’t exist. He’s saved me more times than I could have asked for, and he never ceases to amaze me.
I gather myself and sneak into the bathroom to clean up and adjust myself. When I step out, I peek into Laney’s room. Lance is holding her and humming a song. My eyes widen and I stifle a laugh as I listen. I swear to God he’s singing ‘Shake It Off,’ but I don’t dare pry and ask.
I just watch him holding her, and my heart melts. If this is my life, I’ll take it over and over again. And if it’s a dream, I never want to wake up.
THE END
Acknowledgements
Thank you to the team at Limitless Publishing for believing in this book. Also, thank you to each and every one of you for your amazing support. I couldn’t do this without you.
About the Author
Ana Layne was born and raised in south Louisiana where she still resides with her family.
She owns more books than she will probably ever read, but can't resist a good story. When she's not reading or writing she loves to relax and enjoy life.