“I’m going to hold you to that.”
“I’m counting on it,” she smiles up at me. Then she twists again, reaching to the side of the bed for her phone.
I arrange myself against the headboard and then place her at my side as she clicks away on her phone. I can see the screen just over her shoulder. When she opens the email from the studio, I read the news over her shoulder.
The show’s a hit.
It’s already trending across four countries and making its way up the most watched list.
“Look,” Bryn points to another section of the email I haven’t gotten to yet. “We’re getting another season. And it will focus on Eren and Adelina’s love story. Oh my God,” her voice is shaking now. “We did it! We did it!”
“Yeah we did, Princess! Holy shit,” I breathe out, running my hands through my hair. This is surreal.
A year ago, I was a creative mess. Struggling to make band life and touring work when the spark was gone. I never imagined that a leap of daring would bring everything full circle. I was now snuggled with the woman I loved and thriving with a new creative outlet.
Life was fucking good.
Yet I have a feeling it was only going to get fucking better.
“Are you ready for me to rock you again Princess?” I tease her, kissing her temple.
“I’m ready for everything you’ve got.”
My lips claim hers, marking the start of a beautiful forever.