Moth(74)



We make love, slowly, like two people completely connected do. She’s my everything and she knows it. There isn’t a single second that has passed by since she came into my life where I haven’t put her first. It’s become a habit I’m proud to admit to. While she was recovering I got to know everything about her. She became my best friend, the person I wanted to share the rest of my life with.

We both want children. Before we wouldn’t have sacrificed our careers, but now everything has changed. Nina won’t be returning the Federal Bureau of Investigation. She’s going to do freelance work for the DEA from home, mainly computer hacking and research. I had to pull a few strings to get her into the agency, but her credentials didn’t make it difficult.

Nina extends her hand into the air as we lay naked together in our new bed. “It’s beautiful. A chocolate diamond. Wow.”

“Beautiful like your eyes. As soon as I saw it I knew it was the one.”

She giggles. “That’s what you say about me.”

“Exactly. When a man knows he knows.”

She rolls her eyes. “Do you have any idea how much I appreciate you? And thank you for what you did for Nico. I appreciate you having his body brought back to the states so I could keep his ashes with my fathers. It’s not how I wanted us to be a family again, but it still means everything to have closure. You’ll never know how much I want you.”

I nod and come in for a kiss. “I have a pretty good idea, but you can spend the rest of your life reminding me.”

“I love you, Moth. Thank you for this second chance. I don’t know if I would have come back from that without you by my side. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a support system, since I’ve been close to someone. I know we didn’t start off on the best of terms, but I’m grateful you came into my life when you did. You saved me in more ways than one.”

“I promised I wouldn’t leave. I’m a man of my word. Besides, I couldn’t if I tried. I felt like I was dying alongside you. You did something to me when we were together. You changed me.”

Her hands cup my cheek. “You’re a beautiful man. I’m forever grateful.”

“You can thank me by climbing on top and giving me another round.”

She does as she’s told. “It’s my pleasure.”



The End.

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