Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 56180 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56180 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
When she arrives at the altar, she's got tears in her eyes. Graham gives her away to me, saying, "I've cared for this young woman for almost a decade, Luke. I've made mistakes, but I mean this sincerely. Take care of her. Nurture her. Give her the life she deserves."
I take my woman's arms. "I will, I promise."
We stand at the altar together, in the city where it all started, ready to give our lives to each other.
When it comes time to give our vows, we make our own. I speak huskily, my eyes stinging as I look into my woman's captivating eyes.
"Sera, this is all just a formality. We gave our lives to each other when we met. In my heart, in my soul, we were married the moment I offered to fix your laptop..."
She throws herself into my arms, kissing me passionately.
Victor laughs. "Nobody said you may now kiss the bride yet."
Sera laughs between hungry kisses. "I don't freaking care."
We kiss again.
Epilogue
Sera
Six Weeks Later
So, what's it like being married to the man of my dreams?
It's absolutely perfect. Life has gotten so much better since that magical day in Vegas. Luke and I are partners: in love, in code, and in business. I joined the design team for the AI self-driving car, and together, we're forging a new future for the company.
But today isn't about that. I bite my lip as I lean over my laptop, love bubbling up inside me. That's not a surprise. Every second of every day, I'm filled with love, more than I can even comprehend sometimes.
It's even better because A) Damien looks like he's going to get a long sentence and B) Graham and Ellie have shown me they meant what they promised. Graham has resigned from TechGuard, and he and Ellie are staying on the West Coast. It's been a long road – and there's still ground to cover – but they've proven they still care.
But today isn't about them either.
When the door opens, I turn. I'm standing next to the car, doing the lip-biting thing that drives my husband wild. I quickly let go before we get distracted.
He walks confidently toward me, my tall, dashing, straight-out-of-a-fantasy silver fox. He kisses me, then says, "You said there was a problem with Ally?"
"Yeah, she's gone rogue again. She won't stop talking about one very specific thing."
"What?"
I gesture at the car. "Climb in. See for yourself."
He climbs into the car, touching the button that wakes Ally up. "Ally, how are we doing?"
"Very excited for the future," Ally replies, not the AI's usual response.
"Okay... and why might that be?"
"Haven't you heard, Mr. Cross? You're going to be a father. Sera is pregnant."
He leaps from the car, a radiant grin spreading across his face.
"Are you happy?" I ask.
He laughs in delight, pulling me in for a hug. "I'm over the moon. A family, Sparkplug. This is our chance. To do better. To be better. I love you."
Yes, this is our chance to have it all.
"I love you, too, daddy-to-be."
Epilogue
Luke
Three Months Later
"This is a testament to your hard work," I tell her as Ally guides us around the track, the stars shining down, the full moon making the nighttime setting even more romantic.
She strokes her hand over her belly. "The fact I'm willing to let Ally drive us around at night while pregnant?"
I nod, smoothing my hand over hers. We often stay like this, with her touching her growing bump, me pressing against the back of her hand. She says she likes it: she's got love on either side of her. She smiles as Ally smoothly takes a corner we can't even see.
"All those late nights," I say. "All that hard work, it's paid off. But there's one last test to see how confident we really are..."
She moans when I move my hand from her belly toward her legs. "You've been obsessed ever since I told you how crazy the pregnancy hormones make me."
"Newsflash, Sparkplug. I've been obsessed since day one. Ally – stop monitoring but keep driving."
"Are you going to rehearse making another baby, Luke?" Ally says.
I laugh. Of course, Sera has used her individual tuning to make her version of Ally sassy and hilarious. "That's none of your business."
"Turning off monitoring," Ally says. "And have fun."
"Luh-Luke," Sera moans as I stroke my hand between her legs, pressing down on the apex between her thighs through her pants. "Oh, Luke."
I groan as I lean forward, pressing my lips against her neck, the car moving effortlessly around the track like a symbol of how far we've come. She makes the sweetest whimpering noise when I slip my hand inside her pants, over her folds.
She squeezes her thighs around my hand.
"Touch... my... clit..."
I love when she gets demanding. I love how much we've grown together. She's gone from never believing her bookish fantasies could come true... to experiencing those fantasies every chance we get. I massage her clit, addicted to the sound of her whimpers and moans.