Enchanted (The Accidental Billionaires #4)(71)

My mouth went as dry as the desert when he yanked the T-shirt he was wearing over his head.

Noah was completely healed, and the only thing I could see was hard muscle covered by smooth, silken skin.

God, he was so beautiful. His body was so powerful, so hard and unyielding, his spirit so tenacious and strong.

He’s officially going to be mine soon.

“You have a problem with that?” he asked, his expression very, very wicked.

I pulled the cotton shirt I was wearing over my head. “Not a single one that I can think of.”

I shot him a seductive smile as I unclipped my bra and tossed it aside.

Raw need was starting to claw at me from the inside out.

He came down on the bed and pinned me beneath him, his hand threading through my hair.

My breath seized in my lungs as he looked at me. “I love you, Andie. I promise that I’ll try to do everything in my power to make you happy.”

Our eyes caught and held, and my heartbeat skittered. “You don’t have to try. You already do.”





EPILOGUE

ANDIE



Ten months later . . .

“It’s finally over,” I said to Noah with relief as we ambled down a Boston sidewalk, hand in hand.

Just like he’d promised, Noah had been there with me for my final check with my doctors in Boston.

Because I was so healthy, I hadn’t been all that nervous, but Noah had been pretty tense about the whole thing for the last few weeks.

He squeezed my hand. “Thank fuck,” he said fiercely. “Not that I suspected anything wrong, but I don’t know how the hell you did this so many times.”

I shrugged. “A person does what they have to do. But the checks are over. I’m pretty much normal again.”

“Baby, you’ll never be normal. A fact that I’m actually grateful for, to tell you the truth.”

I laughed. “You love it. Who else would find you the best food in every city?”

The man embraced and adored my quirks, just like I did his.

For example, our wedding had been unconventional, but he’d seemed to enjoy every moment of our time in Napa.

The big reception in Citrus Beach had ended up being a beach party. Okay, maybe a very lavish beach party, but we’d had so much fun. Great family. Great friends. Great food. I couldn’t have asked for a better day.

“Your idiosyncrasies definitely keep me on my toes,” he teased. “There’s nothing I don’t love about you, Andie. I never want to see you change.”

I sighed, thinking about our honeymoon in Europe. We’d started there, and ended up hitting most of the major cities. We’d had an extended honeymoon, but eventually we’d both ended up working a little more once we got back.

Still, Noah never let his work get out of hand, and neither did I. I’d cut my travel back and started working on some investigative stories that I could do closer to home. I hadn’t sold any of them yet. I was known for my travel articles, and I had never completed my journalism degree, but I was working on that as well by attending classes at the local university.

I’d never stop writing my blog, or finding new and fantastic places to eat, but I’d always wanted to be an investigative journalist, and Noah had encouraged me to reach for that long-ago goal.

I bumped against his shoulder. “Thank you for being here for me.”

I meant that in so many ways, not just this trip to Boston. He’d been there to encourage me in anything I wanted to accomplish.

“You do the same for me,” he reminded me.

It was true. Noah and I always encouraged each other like there was no goal either one of us couldn’t reach.

Noah was hands-on with his fortune now, and looking for new investments every day. The man had a knack for finding great early investments, especially in technology.

“We’re stopping here,” Noah said as he halted.

I stopped because he had a firm grip on my hand. “This is my jewelry store,” I said, although it was unnecessary. He obviously knew.

He opened the door for me, exactly the same way Owen had a year ago.

“I didn’t order anything,” I said, looking at him with confusion as the owner waved at me and went into the back of the store. “Since it’s all over, I thought that the five bracelets were enough.”

“I’m thinking six is a better number,” he said, seeming annoyingly tranquil.

I eyed him suspiciously. “What did you do?”

He didn’t have a chance to answer. The owner came rushing out of the back room with a velvet box in her hand. “The best one yet,” she said in a pleased voice as she handed me the box.

I looked at Noah. “Open it,” he instructed, not giving me a hint of what was inside.

I grasped the lid and exposed the contents.

The bracelet was breathtaking, and I let out a gasp of surprise as I looked at the entwined platinum, rose gold, yellow gold, and white gold. It sparkled because there were encrusted diamonds interspersed across the metal.

My hand shook as I put a finger on it to turn the small engraved plate toward me.

It only had one word, just like all of the other bracelets, but that one word meant everything to me.

Forever.

That was the engraved message, and I knew this bracelet symbolized both an ending and a beginning.