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Epilogue

We’re speeding down the interstate with the top down. I raise my hands in the air. Tip my face to the cool breeze. Check out my hot-as-sin husband. He’s driving.

“Best birthday, ever.”

We celebrated at my great-uncle’s home in the Hamptons first, and then Maddox and I took a flight to Montana. We’re staying at my cabin. He did win the cake walk, and I’m good for my word.

“It’s not over yet.”

“It’s not?”

“Nope.”

That butt, he popped the “P.”

I slacken my seat belt and plant a kiss on his cool cheek.

He pulls off the interstate and turns onto a road I’ve never been on before.

“Where are we going?”

“A road less traveled.”

“Is this part of the surprise?”

“One of them, yes.”

“How many surprises are there?” I ask. I sure have a doozy of one for him.

“You’ll just have to wait and find out.”

“Huh.”

“Huh. That’s all you got for me, wifey?”

I laugh. “Wifey? Seriously?”

“The most serious I’ve been.”

I glance sidelong at him. He has a shit-eating grin on his face. I sit back in my seat. God, I love him.

For the rest of the drive, we enjoy the silence and each other’s company. The weeks leading up to my birthday have been busy. Between the media storm, the party, planning with Collins and Gia a party for Dumas’s football team, and the morning sickness, I am due for much needed quiet.

I also wish my cabin had a pool. I would love to go for a swim right now.

“How’s Betty handling the curves?”

“Like a champ. Are you sure she isn’t a boy car?”

“Positive.”

We come up to a gate. Maddox pulls Betty to the gate and types numbers into the keypad.

“Are we visiting a friend of yours?”

“Not that I’m aware of.”

I cross my arms. “You’re being evasive.”