Authors: A.C. Netzel
Words have left me as tears stream down my cheeks. I can only nod, my love for him overpowering the hurt and anger.
He sweeps me into his arms. They’re wrapped tightly around me, like he’s afraid to let me go, kissing my hair again and again. It takes my breath away. I throw my arms around his neck, holding him just as tightly. “I missed you. I missed you so much,” he whispers.
“Ben.” My voice chokes up.
“Julia, Julia. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” he mutters softly. “I love you. Please don’t tell me it’s too late. I love you so much,” he groans into my neck. I hear the desperation in his plea.
I look up at him and he has tears in his eyes. “I love you too,” I breathe. I lift my hand up to his face and caress his cheek. He closes his eyes tightly, like he’s absorbing my words.
He opens his eyes and tilts my face up to him. We kiss and it’s different this time. He belongs to me, all of him and I feel it. I really feel it. I know he loves me. Truly loves me.
And that’s all I need to know.
He holds me tight, rocking me back and forth, whispering my name over and over, like he can’t believe I’m here. My tears won’t stop, as I sob into his shirt.
“Hey, please don’t cry,” he says as he wipes the tears trickling down my face with the back of his knuckle.
I look up at him and smile. “I just never thought it was possible that we’d have a happy ending.”
“Ending?” He smiles warmly, his eyes shining with his love. “Oh Julia, this is our beginning.”
~o0o~
Epilogue:
3 weeks later…
I’m bored out of my mind, listening to a newly signed author drone on and on about his Zombie Clown Killer trilogy ideas when my cell phone vibrates on my desk. Discreetly, I cup my hand over it, slide it toward me, and place it on my lap. I tap the message icon and read the text.
*What time are you leaving work?*
*Don’t know. Stuck with chatty author.*
*Get rid of him. I miss you.*
*You just saw me this morning.*
*It’s been 8 hours. Too long. Are you wearing the boots I like?*
*You already know I am.*
*You know what I said about those boots in the workplace. Desk sex tonight.*
*Will you wear the glasses?*
*I will.*
*Ok. I’m getting rid of this guy. See you soon.*
*Good. I love you.*
*I love you too.*
About the Author
AC Netzel
I’m an Accidental Writer, a wife and mother of a daughter and son who are infinitely smarter and more mature than me. I found that writing a book was a great way to get out of housework, so I ran with it. I have a sarcastic streak and love to laugh.
I like to write about women with a little snark and their relationships with the men they love and the friends they keep. I may seem like a cynic when you first meet me, but truth is I’m a Happily Ever After girl.
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