HEATHER | r.bowen✔️

HEATHER| epilogue

Taylor smiles as she looks out of the kitchen window where three kids are playing together in the backyard.

The twins are now 7 years old, while their latest daughter, Diana is 4 years old.

She infact was pregnant and they brought a beautiful girl to earth, the family of five had moved into this house last year after noticing that their previous house was getting too small for five people.

They still live in New York City, Ricky and Taylor just like it a lot here. It feels like home.

Not Salt Lake, but still home, their children definetly have a part in that.

"Good morning." Arms wrap aroumd her waist from behind, a chin rests on her shoulder as ahe gently is pulles back a bit so her back is against his front.

Ricky presses a kiss onto her cheek while Taylor places her hands on his.

"Good morning." She smiles, she loves mornings with Ricky.

Wether it is cuddling together in bed after they woken up or him hugging her while she is making breakfast.

She loves all of it.

Ricky looks out of the window aswell, chuckling as he watches the four year old try to catch up with her older siblings as they are running trough the backyard.

"She's adorable." Ricky thinks out loud.

Taylor nods her head, a smile on her face as she watches Diana. "She is."

"She acts like you when you were younger." Ricky points out. "She's all giddly and happy just like you were."

"She's more like you. Just as energenic as you were." This is an argument they have had before, from the twins it is easy to know which one's more like who.

Malia is definetly more like Ricky while Nate got his personallity from his mom.

But Diana is a perfect mix between them, His curls and eyes, while she has her nose, A mix between their personality.

Definetly a bit of both.

"Can you get them? Breakfast is ready." She asks him.

Ricky nods his head. "Alright."

When Taylor had just finished putting everything on the table the twins run into the room, instantly going to the chairs they had claimed as their own.

Ricky walks in with Diana on his hip aa he listens to the girl talking, answering every now and then as he walks to the extra chair they have set up for her seeing she is too small to sit on a regular chair yet.

Taylor can't help but stare at her husband, she loves how he acts with their kids.

She just falls in love with him all over again when she watches them interact.

She infact falls in love a little bit more every day, has been since they were teenagers and still is.

She is sure she won't ever stop doing that.

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holy shit guys! The end of this book! I apologize for not updating that much lately, i am very busy, but I did manage to finish this one.

I loved writing this and Ricky and Taylor hold a special place in my heart, i love a good childhood friends to lovers trope.

idk when yall are reading this, bit it is december 31 for me, so i'm leaving this story behind in 2023.

A happy new year with hopefully more Ricky fics because he is bae!