EPILOGUE - IT'S ALL LOVE 🩵

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9 YEARS LATER

Leaning into your vanity you squint your eyes to assess your makeup blending skills. You're completely out of practice these days. Your music stops playing and you see Tias name flash across the phone's screen.

"I'll be there in ten minutes. I hope you're ready!" She shouts over her blaring car stereo.

"Almost!" You respond, blending out your concealer.

"Alright see you soon" she shouts and you shake your head as your first born enters your bedroom. Time has blown by and it amazes you everytime you look at him how much your baby has grown. Taking all of the best parts from you and his father.

"You look pretty," he smiles, charming as ever.

"Thank you baby" you smile, kissing his cheek and leaving a lipstick mark. He leaves it there when you go to wipe it off before laying one on you.

"But you're gonna be back in the morning to see my soccer game right?" He asks for the third time tonight.

"Wouldn't miss it" you promise.

"Okay, I'm going to bed now." he nods, giving you a warm hug, nuzzling into your neck like the spoiled overgrown baby he is when his dad isnt looking.

"Sleep tight, champ" you smile, squeezing your eight year old tight.

"Love you" he says first.

"Love you too" you smile blowing him a kiss. Setting your face you remove your robe to reveal your outfit for girls night. The one you didn't ask for but were roped into. Apparently your friends and family were tired of nights in and wanted to be outside again with you. For the sake of peace you've agreed. Dressed and ready you head downstairs where you find your husband with your newest edition awake in his arms and your twins out cold on the couch. His eyes drink you in the same as always, the eternal flame of desire in your relationship is too hot to burn out.

"Dont look at me like that, I have to leave soon" you warn, making him smile.

"You made mama even more gorgeous" Rio says standing with your youngest daughter, a nine month old chunk with a deep attachment to her daddy. You're grateful for how RIo's taken to the baby weight and your ever evolving body after 3 pregnancies and 4 children. Your babygirl coos making you smile.

"Thanks baby, I'll call you if anything comes up. Tia should be here any minute." You tell Rio before kissing him goodbye. He rids his lips of the lipstick, unlike his eldest son and you smile.

"When will you be home?" he probes.

"One - ish, I don't want to be too tired during the game and I might be full" you explain touching your breasts to signify the ever present rounds of milk being produced to satisfy the baby.

"Alright" Rio nods, kissing the top of your head.

"Ugh, Christopher get off of her. Four kids is enough!" Tia says looking in from the screen door. Laughing, you unlock the door and she heads straight to the baby.

"Mommy you're gonna be with me tomorrow" Tia coos, making your youngest smile. "Hello Christopher" she says acknowledging who's holding the baby.

"You don't start no fights or get too drunk. My wife isn't rowdy like you" Rio warns getting to business.

"If she can handle your ass, she'll be fine" Tis says fanning him off with her quick wit.

"Love you, night" you wave before leaving. Your marriage turned out to be even more than you knew you wanted. Rio hadn't tied you down. Marrying him felt like being set free. Although, lately your girls begged to differ. You were knee deep in mom-life. Eight, four and nine months. Four kids are no joke and they occupy your weekdays and weekends. You're always ready to cut out of adult only functions to spend time with them. Rio's an incredible father too. Patient with perseverance. There's nothing he won't do for them, nothing too lowly to his attention. He's a hands-on father that's present for his family. Looking down he finds his daughter pouting.

"I know I don't like it either" he tells her, looking at the sleeping twins.

At the club you feel the bass and smile watching the girls dance around you. You move along to the rhythm with them having a great time. You can't remember the last time you were in a club without Rio. It had to be before you met him. Tia dances, putting on a show and summoning more male attention than you're comfortable with. You laugh watching your friends try to settle the men down and check your watch to see you've lost track of time. It's 12:30. Looking at Tia there's no way she's letting up anytime soon.

"Want to dance" a man with a muscular physique says, reminding you of James.

"No" you tell him plainly causing him to walk away.

"You got your husbands I'll kill you face down pat" Marisol jokes.

"He's rubbed off on me." You admit as the song changes. Marisol is something off the clock, she gets the rowdiest of all the girls. You guess listening to people's problems all day will do that to you. Stepping out of the thick of it you head to the bar to get a virgin cocktail of your choosing.

"Virgin?" You hear after telling the bartender your order. You turn to see your husband seated beside you. He pays as the bartender slides you your drink. You have a million questions. But you relax.

"Mhm?" You nod sipping the drink with your eyes fixed on him.

"Are you sober or something?" He asks pretending to be a stranger. It reminds you of your first ever conversation all those years ago.

"Mother, I need to be clear headed" you correct over the music.

"Baby daddy let you out looking that good?" Rio says checking you out.

"Husband" you flash your rings. Rio pretends to be surprised at the size of the rings he put on your finger.

"Making money like that he's probably a stiff fuck" Rio says, still the kind of spontaneity.

Shrugging you play along. "Can't complain."

"Well I think you're sexy and with rings like that I know you have good pussy. Let me take you to a hotel huh. We can have a little fun and you can go play mom in the morning?" Rio says making you smile.

"You're unbelievable," you laugh.

"You're crazy if you think I'm leaving you alone looking like that" he responds shamelessly.

"Why not?" You relent, unfolding your arms. "But you better not catch feelings, my husband is crazy" you agree continuing the charade.

"Can't blame him" Rio says following suit.

"Ughhh" you hear behind you and find Tia hating.

"Don't be like that!" You laugh heading out with your man. Hand in hand with Rio you head to your car. The G-Wagon is now an Escalade, because of the kids. When Rio takes the exit towards your hotel favourite you settle in your seat grateful for your life now. Thankful your first husband didn't keep you from the man of your dreams.

FIN

Author's Note: How's that for happily after after my loves? I kept my promise and spoiled you like Rio. Shoutout to all the commenters - you're the real MVP's and the story's muses. If you enjoyed the happy ending let me know. Sad to be finishing up with this story, but happy it's completed and something you all have enjoyed. 

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