EPILOGUE-5

“Liam is cute around Ellie, but I also know he is your son so I warn you now, if I catch him anywhere near her with that Dixon smirk on his lips and giving her the eye there will be trouble.” Chris warned Jace, a playful look on his face. Jace grinned proudly then shrugged “That boy will have charm that little Ellie wont resist, what can you do?” Chris gave him one more warning look, trying to hide his laughter before turning to me and placing a kiss on my cheek. “I’ll see both you losers at the weekend.” He called as he and Connor walked into the hallway. “Peace!” Connor yelled back to us, holding two fingers in the air and before we knew it the front door had slammed and they were gone. ** Jace stood by the doorframe, looking into the dark room that was only lit slightly by the little nightlight on the side table.  I pulled the covers up to cover Liam’s shoulders, watching him sleep peacefully, looking so innocent and beautiful I found it hard to believe someone like me created such a perfect thing. I placed a small kiss on his forehead before turning and walking out of the room, closing the door quietly behind me. Jace and I made our way to our bedroom, and pretty soon he had stripped down to his boxers and collapsed into the big double bed, his arms spread wide as he closed his eyes and groaned. I let out a laugh “That’s what excessive drinking does to you lover.” He groaned again “No, this is not due to excessive drinking. It’s due to the fact I stopped drinking and sobered up.” I laughed again, taking off my blue skinny jeans and white top and changing into a pair of shorts and a white tank top. The only light in the room were the two side lamps by the bed, and I climbed into bed next to the oaf. He automatically turned on his side, one arm wrapping around my stomach as he pulled me closer to him. My hand began to stroke the arm that was around my stomach slowly as he buried his face in my shoulder. “I may never drink again.” His voice was muffled against my skin, and I laughed at how he sounded. “I’m serious, I can barely move right now.” Mere seconds later however, I felt his lips move against my shoulder as he placed small kisses along it. “I thought you were too tired to move?” I questioned, my brows raised as his lips continued to trail along my skin until he was at the crook of my neck. “That was until I remembered I had a MILF in my bed.” He mumbled against my neck, making me laugh. That laugh quickly turned into a moan as I felt his teeth graze against my skin and his hand slowly trail to the inside of my top and caress my hips. He removed his lips from my neck and lifted his head above mine, his eyes locked with mine, flickering down to my lips every few seconds before I couldn’t take it anymore and slanted my chin up so our lips finally collided. Still after all this time, his kisses set me on fire. Being in his arms and knowing that he wants me and only me after all this time was a feeling so good I could barely describe it. He pulled away slightly, his breath heavy as he looked at me before a small smile creeped to his mouth. “Still amazes me how after all this time, we finally got it all huh?” Jace whispered, placing a small kiss at the corner of my mouth “After everything we went through we managed to get this far. This is the type of shit movies are made of.” I laughed “Oh yeah, all it took was me faking my own death to cover up the fact I got kidnapped and turned into an assassin for us to finally end up together. Somehow I don’t see that turning into an Oscar winning film do you?” “Hell yes. Think about it, it’s got everything a movie needs to be hit. Action, death, love, humour and sex. If they made our story into a film it would be a bigger hit than the Twilight Saga, or as I like to call it, the movies that almost ended the film industry.” He commented scrunching his face in disgust at the thought of Twilight. I laughed again, knowing just how much he hated that film. He referred to Edward Cullen as the ‘Frigid Paedophile Fairy’. “Well if Spielberg calls then I’ll let you know.” I replied back, causing him to grin. “Seriously thought Faith, we’ve finally got it al. Can’t really complain can you?” he raised a brow, the grin still on his lips. I remained quiet for a minute, thinking about how my life ended up. I wanted a normal life, a life with Jace and now thanks to him I have a beautiful little boy who I would do anything for. We had our friends around us and we were happy. Fair enough we argued, got on each other’s nerves and on many occasions I have thrown utensils at him in the heat of the moment, but I wouldn’t trade the life I had for anything. Fair enough it wasn’t perfect, but in a way that’s what made it perfect for me. I pushed him so he was lying next to me on his back before I cuddled up to him, his arm around my shoulders while I rested my head on his chest. I wrapped an arm around his stomach, and he grabbed my hand and tangled his fingers with mine. Even though I was the one who was trained in protecting myself, and others, I felt so safe in his arms. Safer than I ever have. “No.” I finally spoke; closing my eyes and feeling the sleep take over me as his other hand stroked my back gently. I smiled “I really can’t complain.” The end.