Epilogue
PRESLEY
TWO YEARS LATER
“Being pregnant in the summer is hell,” I whisper under my breath as I try to pull my hair in a ponytail.
Colton stops at the bathroom door. “Did ya say somethin’, sweetheart?”
“Just ready for summer to be over. I’m sweating in places I didn’t even know I could sweat.” Though I’ve spent two full summers here, I’m still not used to the heat, and being pregnant makes it a hundred times worse.
“You almost ready, Mrs. Langston?” He walks inside and wraps his arms around me. “You know Mama doesn’t like tardiness.”
“I know, I know. Just need to change into my dress really quick.”
Colton follows me through the house as I pretend to give him a striptease.
“Oh man, don’t stop now.” He chuckles, grabbing his chest over his heart.
“That, right there, is what
