Epilogue
Harper
“Welcome home.”
Firm hands pulled the helmet from my head , making my hair fly about my face, it felt good to be off the bike, my body stiff from maintaining position for so long but I knew Jetts urgency to get back.
And it was even better to be back. At the lib house, in a town that had been more of a home to me then the place I had grown up. But that was my past , the man in front of me with his dishevelled windswept hair and ice blue eyes was my future.
“Come here.” I tugged at his hand, drawing him to me, I ran my hands up under his slightly sweaty T-shirt ashis own slid around my hips. “Can we talk for a second before we go in?”
He glanced at the already door, and Sarah raised her hand before she disappeared . A knowing look on her face.
Sarah was a good frie
