I can’t help but smile a little.
I never realized they were jealous of me. I always assumed they looked down on me and wished I wasn’t always hanging around.
“I’m really sorry,” Kindrie says as she steps forward. “Can you please forgive me?”
“I’m really sorry too,” Lindsay says as Wendy and Miley nod in agreement.
I’m not the kind of person who likes to hold grudges. Resentment and bitterness never did anyone any good.
I take a deep breath and let it all out. With all of the love and joy that Easton has brought into my life, I don’t have room for any of that.
“It’s okay,” I say to them. “I forgive you guys.”
They each rush over and hug me one at a time.
“Are you ready to come home with us?” Kindrie asks, looking relieved.
I shake my head and step back. “I’m staying here with Easton,” I tell them. I try not to laugh at their shocked faces. “He’s a bear shifter and I’m his mate.”
Now, they just look jealous.
I can’t help but grin.
“You lucky bitch,” Kindrie says as she stares at me in awe.
“Like a real shifter?” Lindsay says with a gasp.
I nod my head, loving this. “He’s the one I’m meant to be with. I’m staying here.”
They all look past me and I turn around to see Easton walking over.
He hugs me and they all let out a sound like they just saw an adorable puppy.
I love having his arms around me.
“Don’t worry,” he says in that sexy voice of his. “I’ll take good care of her.”
I start to get a little jealous myself when I see their eyes roaming all over my sexy man. This party is over.
“Well, have a nice trip back,” I say as I start to usher them to their car. “I’ll come back in a few weeks to get some things and to visit my mom. I’ll call you girls. Maybe we can get drinks.”
They’re all nodding their heads like woodpeckers, trying to keep their eyes on me and not on Easton.
We say our goodbyes and I wave to them as they drive off the ranch.
Easton pulls me in for another hug when they disappear.
“I’m glad you’re staying,” he says with a killer smile.
I stand on my toes but I’m still not tall enough to reach his lips. He leans down the rest of the way and kisses me.
“Me too.”
“It’s a gorgeous sunny day and we have the rest of it to do whatever we want,” he says.
I bite my bottom lip as I grin up at him. “I know what I want to do.”
I think he can read my mind because he scoops me up in his big powerful arms and carries me straight to his bedroom.
I’m so happy I stayed.
Best decision ever.
Epilogue
Easton
Eight Months Later…
“My back is killing,” Ivy whines as she waddles up the stairs. “My feet too! How big are shifter babies anyway?”
“Probably too big for a petite body like yours,” I say as I hurry over to help her out.
She yelps as I scoop her into my arms and carry her the rest of the way to our room.
“Thank you,” she whispers as she watches my face. “My savior coming to my rescue once again. I can always count on you.”
“Always.” She moans as I kiss her lips.
“Although, you are the one who did this to me in the first place,” she says as she playfully narrows her eyes on me.
“Sorry again about that.”
She laughs. “How many babies are you planning to stuff in me?”
“At least ten.”
She snorts out a laugh. “Think again, buddy. You can have one. Okay, three max.”
“Three it is,” I say as I carry her into our room.
I place her on the bed and step back to admire her. These past few months have been the best of my life.
I’m so in love with this girl. She dominates my every thought.
I adore seeing her like this, pregnant with my child. I can’t keep my hands off of her. She’s so irresistibly sexy.
We only have one month to go until we can hold our baby in our arms. I can’t wait to add one more to our loving family. I’ll never grow tired of them. I’ll never leave. They’re my world now and I’ll give them everything I have.
I’ll be the man she deserves. The man her father never was for her. I’ll take care of her until the end of time.
“Easton,” she whispers as she starts to get that aroused look in her eyes. “Come and kiss me, my mate.”
She doesn’t have to ask me twice. I pull my shirt off and climb over her, already rock hard.
I kiss her sweet lips and explore her mouth with my tongue. She moans as she tastes me back.
Our hands start moving, undressing each other at a record pace. We’ve done this so many times that we’re getting faster and faster.