Illicit Affairs ~ A Chris Motionless Love Story

Epilogue - The End of All Things

Chris' POV

*ONE YEAR LATER*

I watched Scarlet from the doorway as she sang softly to Feyre, putting her to bed. It had been about six months since Bryan had checked himself into a mental hospital, leaving us with Feyre. I was okay with it, though. She had her own nursery in our house. All sorts of toys and stuffed animals were strewn about my usually neat house, mixed with Scarlet's mess of shoes and jackets by the front door. Paint brushes sat by the sink, unwashed.

Typically, the mess would bother me. I'd want to clean it instantly. But this mess... this mess was comforting. It wasn't messy. It was lived in. It was a family. Something I never knew I wanted.

"Did she settle alright?" I asked Scar when she shut the door. She smiled and shook her head at me.

"You ask that every time. And every time I tell you she did just fine. But if she wakes up tonight you're in charge of it." I smiled and kissed Scar's forehead. She began cleaning up today's mess and I swept her up into my arms, bridal style.

"Now, Mrs. Cerulli, it's rather late to be cleaning. We can always do that tomorrow," I told her between kisses. She smirked and shook her head again.

"And what are your plans for me tonight?"

"Well, I'm going to shower and when I get out I expect you to be in the sluttiest little outfit you have," I demanded. She bit her lip as I laid her down on the soft black velvet comforter. Her eyes followed me as I made my way into the bathroom, winking at her over my shoulder.

Though I had expected her to be dressed in whatever garment she desired, by the time I had gotten out of the shower she had passed out. Scar was still dressed in her clothes from the day, her shoes still on her feet, her makeup still on. Used to I'd be disappointed when a hookup passed out drunk on my bed before we had even had sex, but Scarlett was no random hookup. In fact, I realize now she had never been. 

Scarlett was my everything, my world.

That's the thing about illicit affairs. Sometimes they turn into more. We were kidding ourselves when we said we would never fall in love.