Epilogue
Rosie stood outside in the garden holding a warm cup of cocoa as she watched her six children bobbing for apples. She loved Halloween, and the house looked like something out of a horror movie. She had fake spiders suspended above the front yard, and pumpkins running up the driveway. They had several trick-or-treaters, and she wanted them to not be afraid to come to their home. Over the past ten years she and her men had worked to make sure the locals didn’t hurt their children seeing as they liked to live the way they did.
It had taken a long time, but finally, they were able to feel part of it all, and that was what she loved. Being part of town, and loving it.
“What are you thinking?” Marshall asked, coming up behind her. Ethan, Gavin, and Billy had their six children, three sets of twins, along with all of their friends having fun.
“I’m so happy. I love it, and I love you guys so much.”
“Of course you do. We’re awesome.” Pops walked out of the house, carrying a tray of her orange cupcakes. She’d spent all morning decorating them spookily.
“How many of those have you eaten?” she asked.
“Four, and this will be my fifth.” Pops smiled and pressed a kiss to her lips. “You should be taking it easy.”
She was pregnant again. Even though they had six kids, she’d only been pregnant three times. This was her fourth, and so far, it looked like she was having a single child, which was a relief. She didn’t know if she could handle another set of twins.
“I am. I’m drinking my cocoa, and did I tell you, my husbands are keeping me sane?”
Joe came around the back, carrying large sacks of candy. Beside him were his own two husbands.
Life had been pretty hectic in the last ten years.
“How is my pregnant girl?” Joe asked.
“Feeling very protected,” she said.
Joe pulled her in close, kissing her cheek. Next he hugged Marshall and Pops. All too soon, the calmness went crazy as people started to arrive for the little Halloween party. They had offered to throw one for their kids, and it looked like it was going to be a huge hit.
A couple of hours later, Pops moved up behind her.
“You should be resting,” he said, kissing her neck.
“I am resting. I’m watching our family, Pops.” She couldn’t believe how worried she’d been or that she’d ever doubted him. She felt a little guilty for ever feeling that way.
“You’ve made me the happiest man in the world, and I know you’ve done the same to the guys.”
They spent every night sharing a bed, and sharing each other. She couldn’t sleep without any of them, and never wanted to.
“You’ve made me happy.”
“Come on, baby. Let’s go and bob for some apples.” He took hold of her hand, and led her down to their family, who were waiting for them to have fun.
When she was with her family, that was what she loved, it was always fun.
Life was perfect.
Who would have thought her happiness would have been based on being owned by the club? Five men, and they were all hers.
The End