“I like the sound of that,” I agree. We can iron out all those details later.
“We’ll look more into it after we get married.”
“Married?”
“Yeah, married, baby.” He takes my lips in a soft kiss. “I can’t wait to show you off. I’d be crazy if I didn’t tie you to me as quick as possible. Hell, I’d do it today, but I’m guessing that would be mighty hard being as it’s Valentine’s Day.”
“I completely forgot. I didn’t get you anything.” The holiday had kind of slipped my mind after he showed up. But it wasn’t like I had plans today anyways.
“You got me everything, and I’m going to spend the rest of my life proving to you that I’m worthy of you.”
My eyes fill with unshed tears.
“Oh, shit, baby, don’t cry.” Gripping me under my arms, he pulls me so I’m straddling him.
“I’m the one unworthy of you. You’ve given me something I thought I could never have. Made me open up to life. Filled me with confidence.”
“And I don’t know what I would have done without you,” he counters. “I had no plans. Nothing for when I was done with the Marines. I was a little lost. You found me, baby.” He cups my face with both hands. “You showed me I had something when I was done. A home to return to.”
“I love you so much.”
“I love you, too, baby.” He kisses me, still holding me in place. The kiss is sweet and lazy, and it makes me sigh into his mouth. I’m going to spend the rest of my life kissing this man…and doing so much more to him.
“Is that a yes?” he asks when he pulls his lips from mine.
“Yes!” I squeal, wiggling in his lap
“Good, because my baby might already be growing inside you.”
I’d thought about that last night, too. I’m smiling so big I think my face might crack in half.
“You like the sound of that?” He grabs my hips, stopping me from wiggling all over him. His cock is already hard against my pussy.
“More than like,” I admit.
He reaches over to the tray he placed on the bed and grabs something off it. When he hands it to me, I see it’s an envelope, like all the others he’s sent to me over the last year.
“Open it. There’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you from the first letter you ever wrote me.”
I take the letter from him, and his hands grips my hips again.
“I was afraid it would scare you away. Now I got my hands on you, I’ll never let you go. It’s time for you to see what I knew the day I got your first letter.”
I open the envelope, pulling the letter out.
Only three words are written on the page.
PS You’re mine.
Epilogue
Mark
Twenty years later…
“You okay, baby?”
Katie nods next to me and sniffles a little as we watch our son graduate from Marine Corps basic training at Parris Island.
“It just happened so fast.”
I hold her a little tighter as we watch the ceremony—one I’m all too familiar with. Michael has always been just as headstrong as I am, so when he said he wanted to enlist, the decision was made. I’m proud that he’s decided to serve his country and see the world. I just think he’ll always be our baby boy, and we can’t see him as anything but a toddler.
“Just think, with the twins graduating high school next month and heading off to college, we’re going to have the whole place to ourselves.” I nuzzle her neck a little and manage to sneak a giggle out of her.
“OMG. Grody.”
“Dad, we’re right here. Vomit.”
The girls, Daisy and Summer, roll their eyes and go back to watching their big brother graduate.
Pressing my lips to Katie’s neck, I give her a soft kiss in the place she likes so much. I feel her shiver, and then I whisper against the skin there. “I got a letter yesterday before we left.”
“Oh, you did?” Katie acts innocent, pretending not to know anything about it.
“Yes, I did. It’s strange. After all these years, mysterious letters just keep popping up for both of us. Hmm. I wonder who could be sending them to you and to me. It’s strange they don’t sign them. They just write dirty fantasies.”
I feel her giggle again, and the girls look back at us, giving us warning glares.
Katie leans over and whispers in my ear. “I think we should just do what they say, just in case. You know, for science.”
I look into her eyes. She looks exactly the same as she did the first day I saw her. So beautiful and so perfect. She complains about her stretch marks and boobs since the babies. She talks about finding wrinkles and covering up cellulite. But I don’t ever see what she’s talking about.