Chapter 37 - Ending Epilogue

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Chapter 37 – Ending Epilogue

                I dropped back onto Hunter and groaned, closing my eyes as I rested my head against his chest.

                “They’re going to come back, you know,” he said, a smirk clear in his voice. I hit him, getting him to be quiet so that I could enjoy the peace.

                “I’m taking advantage of them being gone,” I whispered, running my hand down the warmth of his chest, clad in wife beater.

               

                When we’d moved away, Hunter getting a job in anything that involved taking orders, wearing a suit or authorities had been an immediate no-no so he’d gone straight in with the local garage, building up cars. I, however, had gone back to Uni in Bath, just as he’d promised and gotten my degree in literature to go on to be one of the most respected critics in the business.

               

                “When have you got to be in?” I asked, rolling onto my front to look up at my husband. He rolled his lip into his mouth and leaned down to kiss me.

                “I don’t have to be there at any particular time. Boss, remember?” I rolled my eyes at his words and got to my feet, ready for our twin tornados to come rumbling in from their brief break to the bedroom.

                “Mummy!” I winced at the high pitched tone and shot Hunter a look that screamed ‘save me’.

                “What is it, sweetie?” I asked, walking into the boy’s bedroom only to find Beck sitting on top of Zach, holding his toy a good foot or so above his head. So much like their father, I thought as I went over to split them up.

               

                “Beck, give Zach his toy back. Zach, grab your bag and go and see Daddy, he’s taking you both to school,” I instructed, giving them a stern look to show how serious I was on the matter.

                Beck’s dark floppy hair swished as he swiftly moved from his brother and marched into the living room. Zach’s hair was a tiny bit lighter and they both shared my eyes alongside Hunter’s tan.

               

                Zach’s little arms reached up and I smiled, picking him up and resting him on my hip. With both of them at the age of four, they’d only been attending school for a few months and neither of them were overly keen on the early mornings. No more keen than I was, considering that I rarely had to get up early before the kids.

                “Come on then, trouble,” I mumbled, hitching him higher on my hip before grabbing his bag and taking him into the living room where Hunter was sorting Beck out.

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