She stares back at me, satisfied and smug. “Yours.”
Epilogue
Jenna
“What are you doing?” Dylan asks from the bed next to me. I had gotten up to grab my laptop and snuggled back into bed.
I’m reading the email from Seeking Curves, and sure enough, it says that Dylan is my match. I’m in the middle of composing my email, thanking them for their services and telling them they have done a wonderful job with the match. “I’m emailing Seeking Curves, thanking them for the match.”
He nuzzles his head against me, kissing my belly where his head is resting. “Okay.”
I send the email and open the Seeking Curves website. “Now all I have to do is cancel my profile.”
He freezes next to me and raises his head. “You don’t have to.”
I laugh. “Sure I do. And then right after, you can use my computer to cancel yours.”
He clears his throat. “No, I mean you don’t have to because I got up in the middle of the night and canceled it for you.”
“Uh...” I start.
He sits up in the bed next to me, searching my face. “I couldn’t sleep last night. I kept thinking about you getting matched to someone else, so I hacked into the server and closed our profiles.”
“Dylan...”
He shrugs his shoulders. “I’m not sorry.”
“You’ll get caught.”
He smirks as if he knows something I don’t know. “I won’t.”
I forget that he’s some kind of badass techy mercenary that probably has clearance on anything he wants to access. To me, he’s just Dylan. My hard working, possessive man.
“I hate to say it. But I can’t just quit my job without notice. I have a mission that I have to get back to Tennessee for.”
I nod and take a deep breath. I’m going to worry, I know I am. But this is who he is. “Okay, and you can’t tell me where you’re going, right?”
He shakes his head. “No. But as soon as the mission’s over, I’m going to talk to Nash about quitting and finding my replacement.”
I close my laptop and turn over in the bed to look at him. He reaches for me, but I put my hand on his chest. “We need to talk.”
He stops, his brow lowered and eyes blinking, unsure. “About what?”
“Now hear me out.”
He’s already shaking his head. He sits up in the bed. “I’m not going to like this, I can tell by the way you’re starting it.”
I get lost staring at his hard chest. He puts a finger under my chin and raises my face up. “Talk to me, honey.”
“I want to move to Tennessee. I’m going to let Madison run the shop here for a while until I decide what to do with it. But also, I want you to keep your job. I know it’s dangerous, and I’m going to worry about you, but I know what it means to you. Those guys are like your family...”
“You. You’re going to be my family,” he interrupts me.
I roll my eyes. “I know that, but I’m not letting you give up something you love.”
He shakes his head. “So how can I let you give up what you love? Your business that you started from the ground up? Your best friend?” He’s still shaking his head.
“First of all, Madison and I have been friends since grade school, so don’t be surprised if she follows me to Tennessee. Second of all, I do love the coffee shop, but I’ll be honest. I’ve thought about moving before when John asked me to. If I want to, I can open a shop there. It will all work out how it’s supposed to. I just know that I want to build our life together, and I want to do it with you in Tennessee.”
He grabs my shoulders. “Are you sure about this? I don’t want you to regret this or resent me...”
I’m already shaking my head. “I won’t. I could never.”
He puts his hand around the base of my neck and searches my eyes. I’m completely vulnerable, letting him see the love shining in my eyes for him. “I’m going to show you every day how much I love you, Jenna. You’ll never go a day without knowing how much you mean to me. I’m going to work hard to give you everything you want.”
I curl into his chest. “You. That’s all I want.”
His chest swells underneath my head, and I know it’s his heart reacting to how much I love this man. “Done,” he murmurs. And in his arms, held against his chest, I feel more loved, safer, and more cherished than I’ve ever felt in my life. There’s a giddiness I feel, excited about what our future holds.
Epilogue 2
Dylan
One Year Later
I stand on Main Street looking up and down the street. I never thought I’d be happy living in a small town, but now that Jenna is here in Whiskey Run, there’s nowhere else I’d want to be. There’s a lot that has happened in one year. Jenna hired someone to run her store in LA. We got married. We got pregnant. And now we’re opening a second Honeybee in Whiskey Run.