The Lost Child

Epilogue

Three years have passed, and I've sent a legal notice through a lawyer to let the tenants know that they have forty-five days to vacate my home, this way we both have legal notice about this. I wanted to make sure this was done legally and properly, hence the lawyer. I'm graduating from college in a month, and I want to move back into my childhood home with William after I've graduated, and started at my new job as a child psychologist that I already have from attending a job fair through the college.

William has been working at his job as an Architect for the last the last two years, and he's damn amazing at his job. His blueprint drawings of buildings are amazing, but maybe I'm biased because he's my wonderful boyfriend.

Speaking of my lovely boyfriend, he should be home any minute now - he moved into dad's house, into my bedroom with me about a year and a half ago. I had sat down with dad one evening after dinner at the dinner table to seriously speak with him about whether or not William could move into the house, and more-so into my bedroom with me. Dad seriously thought about my request, and after a half an hour conversation, he agreed.

So, we've been living together already for a while now, and it was a period of adjustment at first for us all, but especially Will and me, but we've managed to find a good rhythm together. Which will be amazing for when we move into the house together, but living in the house, just the two of us, will be a different period of adjustment because it'll be just the two of us, and need to figure out together how to run a household just us, if this makes sense.

The front door unlocks before opening, and I hear William entering with a quiet sigh of relief, well, what I perceive as relief. I hear him hang his backpack on a hook on the wall by the door before he toes his shoes off there, and comes into the living room where I've been working on schoolwork sitting on the floor in front of the couch at the coffee table.

"Hi babe, how was your day?" I ask, smiling up at him from my spot, and lean back against the front of the couch.

He climbs onto the couch behind me, his legs settling on my sides as he leans forward at the waist, so we're looking at each other upside down, and he has a soft smile on his lips; "My day was long, and slightly frustrating, but it's getting better now that I'm home with you."

Gripping his hands that are crossed over my chest, resting at my sides, I give him a warm, bright smile; "I'm sorry you had a rough day, babe. Why was your day frustrating and long?"

He lets out another sigh as he lightly kisses the tip of my nose before pulling back slightly to answer; "One of the team members was throwing an adult sized tantrum because the project manager for the skyscraper that we're working on, didn't accept his blueprints. The reason was because the man who requested us for the building, Mr. Swanson, had specific things he wanted for the interior and exterior of the building, and Marcus' blueprint didn't have any of the specifics needed."

Frowning up at him as I climb to my feet causing William to move back as I stand on my feet, and once he's settled, I sit on his lap, my legs on the sides of his as I face him; "I'm sorry you had to deal with a toddler in an adult body."

He gives me a small smile with a light laugh; "That's not the full frustrating part, but I appreciate the sentiment though. The full problem was that Mr. Richards picked my blueprints because I had everything that the client wanted, and Marcus was pissed."

Leaning forward slightly, I place a soft kiss on his lips which he returns by wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me tightly into his body. Before our make-out session got too heavy, the front door opens, and we instantly pull apart, and I climb off William's lap to sit next to him. I know my family doesn't care if William and I show any form of PDA (Public Display of Affection) but I'm still not fully comfortable with more than holding his hand, or giving him a kiss on the cheek when they're around, and thankfully William understands where I'm coming from.