Page 156 of The Strength Of A Woman

“That’s it. It’s over now. You’ve reached the end of the road. We’ll never speak of this again.”

“I love you, Callum,” I say quietly, my voice laced with tears.

“I love you, too, Lani. Let’s go home now. We have so many things to do.”

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EPILOGUE

LEILANI

A monthlater

Undisclosed island

Florida

“So,we consider this still our honeymoon,” I say, my arms looped around his neck as we lounge in the pool.

“This and the next day and the next.”

I wear a wide-brimmed sunhat and more sunscreen on my shoulders than there is water in the pool.

I skipped it yesterday, and my skin is red from the sun.

I’m doing things backward as always.

“You look like a movie star,” he says.

“A pregnant one.”

“A pregnant one. No one looks as good as you do, though.”

“You flatter me, Mister.”

“It’s the truth.”

He rests his hand on my belly, although nothing shows.

“No more extreme sports for you,” he says against my lips as I start to kiss me.

“By that you mean…?”

“Head diving first into the pool. Horseback riding.”

“Noted. Can we still have sex?”

He flashes a grin.

“Absolutely.”

I kiss him with abandon, ready to have sex with him, and also to receive all the care in the world that he’s about to give me.

Things have only been smooth sailing after that bloody unfinished first wedding ceremony.

He was right.

It turned out that we could manage a wedding and a few funerals.