Epilogue
Violet
The next day Milo replaced my ring with a diamond solitaire. He also moved his things into my, sorry, our house.
“So now you live here, do you want to change anything?” I asked him as we cuddled on the sofa with Rocky at the side of us asleep.
“Nope. This will do until we have kids.”
“Jesus, Milo.”
“What? I’m stating a fact. It’s a two-bedroomed home. Once you’re having our second where’s it going to go?”
Hurricane Milo was in the building. “I’m beginning to regret saying yes.”
“No, you’re not.” He pulled me close. “Oh and when we do get married, I’m paying off half of the mortgage.”
I kissed him and ran my hand across his groin. Something had to shut him up and we might as well both benefit from it.
Then we heard an almighty scream. A scream of utter pain and des
