Page 105 of Eight Steps to Alpha

Epilogue

Six monthslater

Dropping her bag to the living room floor, Fe rolled her shoulders backward and tried to ignore the fact that her hair still smelled like vinegar. It had been a simple experiment, one where eggshells were dissolved to study the theory of osmosis, but somehow it had gone remarkably wrong. Kids began bouncing the eggs like rubber balls against the counters, which was okay to do at a short distance, but soon, eggs were being tossed back and forth, and all around the science lab. Fe ended up staying late, cleaning vinegar and eggs off of the walls. It was one for the record books, and she’d never been so happy to be home in her entire life.

Kicking off her shoes to the corner of the room, she frowned as she glanced around the empty apartment. It was unusually quiet, especially considering she was home so late. “Elli?” she called out to him, but there was no answer.

She continued on to the hall, where she spotted a single red rose petal on the floor. Scratching her head, she bent down to pick it up, but saw another. In fact, there was a whole trail of them that led straight to her bedroom. She bit her lip. This little surprise was exactly what she needed.

When the door sprung open, she followed another trail of rose petals to the bed, and covered her mouth. Elliot was laying in the middle of the mattress wearing his happy-faced emoji boxers, and nothing else.

He grinned at her, pushed off the bed, and rose up to his knees. “I thought you’d never get home.”

She smiled, not wasting any time, and grabbed the edge of her shirt as she began walking toward the bed. But she stopped a foot away, because she spotted a long brown box lying beside him on the mattress. “What’s that?” she asked suspiciously, but her heart was already racing a crazy rhythm.

He flipped open the box and cocked one eyebrow. “Funny you ask. Because I had the same question when I found it in the closet.”

“What were you doing in the closet?”

“Organizing. Making room for some of my stuff.”

She rolled her eyes, because leave it to Elliot to try and organize, but then he crooked one finger and beckoned her forward.

She loved how he teased her, she loved how they played, and ow he could make her insides churned with anticipation with a simple gesture. She walked closer, stopping at the edge of the bed to look down into the box. Both excitement and nervous flutters simmered inside of her. Because the King of Love, ribbed rabbit for her pleasure, was staring right back at her.

“Its never been opened,” he said, taking the purple vibrator form the box and turning it on. “Why is that?”

She shrugged, trying to contain a manic giggle. Moving closer, she kneeled at the edge of the bed, watching as he continued to run through each of the ten speeds.

“How was your day, baby?” he asked in a deep southern drawl.

She grinned wildly, as she moved closer, stopping only when her lips were a fraction away from his. “Better. Now that I’m with you.”

His smile widened against her lips. “I like that answer.” He pulled her farther onto the bed, then bent her backward, until she was laying in front of him in a puddle. He proceeded to unbutton her pants, and place sweet kisses along her collarbone.

She grinned in-spite of herself. Not because it was funny, but because she was so happy she couldn’t contain it any longer. Six months ago, if someone were to tell her that her and Elliot would share this type of passion, she would have laughed in their face. But now she knew without a doubt, it was true. He was funny, sexy, completely selfless, and he was all hers.

THE END