“Oh my god.” She shouts and wraps her arms around Riley. Bringing her to the ground and they both giggle.What the fuck is happening right now? Am I tripping? Is this a dream?
“How?” I ask and Riley looks up at me with those big blue eyes I’ve missed so fucking much.
“I guess I have a lot of explaining to do.” She answers and I nod still fucking stunned she’s here.
“Uh yeah. You do. What the actual fuck?” I shout and she laughs.
“For one I was afraid to just show up here like this. But you promised the Bahamas. I just didn’t know if you still wanted me.” She says looking down at the sand. What the fuck? That’s all I can muster right now. Because again… What. The. Fuck? I look down at Peyton who looks up at me then to Riley.
“I don’t know what to say. I’m fucking shocked, confused, happy I-I’m everything but fuck, Bluebird. It’s been three years and you’ve been alive this entire time?” she growls and Riley nods.
“Yes. There’s so much you don’t know but you both didn’t deserve to see or deal with the Riley that Jake left behind. What he did to me…” She trails off and the flashback of the video that I’ve tried to bury over the years rears its ugly head.
“I saw, he showed me right before I killed him.” I tell her as tears fall from her eyes.
“It-it wasn’t something I ever wanted you to see. He left me burnt from the inside out. I was broken and traumatized. I needed time to heal. Go through therapy. Amongst other things. I’m sorry. I thought I was doing the right thing for you both. You didn’t deserve that—Riley. But now I’m better. I’ve healed and most of all I’ve missed you both terribly.” She cries and I can’t help but not be mad at her. I don’t fully understand what the hell happened or why she hid for so long, but she’s alive. She’s here in the flesh. So I look down at Peyton who's still sobbing. “I understand if this is too much for you guys and if you’ve moved on. I respect that as well. I ju–”
“Shut up! We fucking love you Riley. I’ve prayed every night that this was all a fucking nightmare and that you would walk through the door. We just wanted you back. I don’t think we ever fully accepted your death. I know I didn’t.” Peyton says, then looks up at me and I’m already shaking my head.
“Nope. I hadn’t either. All I’ve done is blame myself for what happened. I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you. I’ll never forgivemyself for it.” I tell her and she cups my face, looking me in the eyes.
“It’s not your fault or your weight to carry. I’m sorry I stayed away but I need you to understand. You both deserved so much more and in that condition I wasn’t good for either of you.” She whispers and I press my lips against hers. She moans, sinking her body into mine.
“Fuck, baby! I’ve missed you, so fucking much.” I whisper as tears well in my eyes.
“Are you crying Asher Abernathy?” She asks and I laugh.
“Yes, yes I am.” I answer, as Peyton finally stands and Riley wraps her arms around us both. Peyton presses her lips against Riley's and they both groan.
“My dick is so fucking hard watching the two of you right now,” I interrupt and they both laugh.
“Of course it is.” Riley answers. I still can’t believe she’s right here. She’s alive and fucking breathtaking. I never ever thought she would be here. Never but I’m so fucking thankful that she is.
“Can we go back to the room? Please?” I ask and they both look at me and nod.Thank fuck!
“As long as you promise to feed me and fuck me.” Riley answers and Peyton giggles.
“Well fuck. You don’t need to ask twice. Shit.” I laugh and we walk through the sand back towards the hotel linking hands as we go.
I don’t know what I did in this life but I thank fuck to the man above for giving us our girl back. Now… to find another ring on this island so I can ask both of them to be my wife.
Epilogue
Part 1: Riley
We rush through the suite doors and I’m immediately slammed against the wall as the both of them strip me from my dress and panties.
“I’ve missed you both so fucking much,” I pant as Asher, sinks to his knees, latching his mouth against my clit. “Fuck!” I moan, scraping my nails through his curly brown hair. He growls but Peyton grabs my face, turning it towards her.
“Kiss me, Bluebird.” she whispers as I lift my leg and rest it on Asher's shoulder. I take my hands and run them up her torso, pinching her nipple. She groans and I lean forward, capturing her lips with mine. Our tongues swirl and I roll my hips, chasing my orgasm that’s threatening to spill already. She pulls away and tears pour down her face.
“Don’t cry Peyton. Let me make you feel good.” I tell her, pulling her towards me as my free hand glides back down her stomach and into her panties. She rests her forehead againstmine panting as I feel Asher reach up between her legs and sink a finger inside her soaked core.
“My god. I’ve missed this so fucking much.” she purrs as I continue to rub tight circles against her clit while Asher sucks mine.
“I haven’t been touched by anyone this entire time. Not even a kiss or a hug. You both make me feel alive again.” I whisper and Asher stops
“Good because I will kill anyone who has touched what is fucking mine.” he growls then shoves his face where it belongs at the moment. I moan loudly as Peyton pinches and pulls at my nipples, sucking along the column of my neck.
