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Miller: Did I say I played it that way?
Ally: You’re infuriating to talk to.
Miller: But you love talking to me.
Ally: Of course I do. So let me tell you what happened.
Miller: Wait. Just answer. Are you mad at them?
Ally: Are you seriously asking me?
Miller: Yes, of course, I’m asking you.
Miller: Are you mad at them?
Ally: No. I’m happy for them.
* * *
Miller: Note to self—remember that. She’s happy for two friends who became lovers.
Miller: New note to self—but don’t fool yourself into thinking it could work for the two of you.
Miller: New new note to self—no matter how much you want to change her mind.
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Macy
A month later
I catch a glimpse of a lacy white teddy in the lingerie shop. “Now that is what I want to wear for our one-month anniversary.”
Olivia laughs. “Are you celebrating one month?”
I give her a duh look. “Of course. This is me. I love all kinds of celebrations. And Kirby does now too.”
“Or does he just like you in white lace?”
I wink. “He loves me in white lace. And he also loves me.”
“I knew he did. I knew he would. You were determined, and you went for it.”
I bring the white teddy to the register. “And I’m going to keep going for it.”
Epilogue
Kirby
Four years later
I sweep into the house, carrying a bouquet of roses, a box of candy, and a velvet box with a necklace. I find my wife in the kitchen, pouring champagne for me and seltzer water for her.
I kiss her cheek, her hair, and her lovely lips. “Hey, beautiful.”
“Hey, you.”
I run a hand over her swollen belly. “How do you feel?”
“Ready. Also, I got you a gift.”
She hands me a box from a lingerie store. It’s a red teddy. “I’ll wear it again soon.”
“Wear it when you’re ready. Don’t rush. I’ll always be here.”
“But lingerie was how I seduced you.”
“Sweetheart, I think you’re remembering it wrong. If memory serves, I did kiss you senseless in an elevator the night before Valentine’s Day.”
Her eyes widen with surprise. “Huh. That’s true. But I was so ready to seduce you with my red lingerie and everything. It felt like I went for it.”
“You did. You kept talking to me. You got me to open up, and once I did, I made a move. We both made the right moves.”
“We both went for it,” she agrees.
I kiss her again, softly, gently, since sometimes she likes it that way. “And now that we’ve seduced each other, I should let you know you’re stuck with me,” I say, curling my palm over her stomach.
She runs a hand down my inked arm. My tattoos now include her name, just as Pete from the lobby predicted.
We might be a little dirty, a little naughty. We do like to experiment. We try different positions, different places, and sometimes I tie her up. I spank her and pull her hair. Sometimes she begs me for it.
She likes to beg for it.
And hell, do I love it when she does.
But then again, I love everything with my wife, and all our luck changed thanks to red lingerie, her, and a heart-shaped latte.
Or really, when I got my head out of my ass.
That helped too.
Let that be a lesson to other men. Be open to falling in love, because you might get so much more.
Love, friendship, and the woman you want to roll around with in the sheets.
“I’m definitely keeping you,” she says, then her eyes widen and she clutches her belly. “It’s time.”
* * *
“Push! Push! You can do it.”
And she does. My wife pushes out a beautiful baby girl and I fall in love with Macy all over again.
Our daughter is born on Valentine’s Day.
It’s fitting. Since that was the beginning of not just our love affair, but how I fell for the woman who fucked all the Vrooge out of me.
Another Epilogue
Ally
Well, it sure seems like everything worked out for Macy and Kirby. Love, friendship, and lots of nookie, or so I presume.
They’re ridiculously happy and loving life together. They’re still the best of friends and I’m friends with both of them too. But just because it worked for them doesn’t mean it’ll work for me with Miller.
Just because something works for someone else doesn’t mean it’ll work for you. So I remain cautious with Miller. I remain on this side of the fence.
Until my brother tells me that he’s moving out of town with his wife and his daughter, and that’s the beginning of everything starting to change with Miller and me.
THE END
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