Endlessly (Jamie Dornan) *COMPLETED*

Epilogue

                 

Jamie and I were eight glorious months into our marriage. Every morning I woke to his handsome face, wrapped in his warm arms, and breathing in his familiar scent. It didn't matter where we found ourselves, he would always be my soft place to land, and I was glad to be his. We were partners and friends through everything and that had been proven endlessly since we returned from Italy. I prayed the honeymoon stage never wore off.

I walked through the front door of the lake house, smiling as the lingering scent of budding flowers and fresh cut grass from our yard filled my senses. It was mid-April and the weather had finally broken from a long, cold winter. We'd escaped to London and New York a few times, but neither offered much relief. So the sixty degrees we were experiencing seemed long overdue. I was ready to start transforming the property from the inside out.

I truly loved our home. We'd not decorated it to its full potential yet, but it was coming along. Jamie had been busy doing promo for his new film set to release in a few weeks, and I had launched my first collection of short stories. Both of us were headed to New York over the summer for work, and I was grateful we were able to swing a duo trip. I knew in the future our schedules wouldn't align, but for now we'd made it work.

I set down the small bag of groceries I'd picked up on my way home from the doctor. I hadn't been feeling too great recently, and I was afraid I'd caught a late flu or severe allergies due to the weather change. However, the appointment had gone better than expected and I would soon be back to Kelsey. Or well a better version of her, no flu or allergies in tow.

I smiled, seeing the handwritten note Jamie had left on the white board on our refrigerator. He was out for a meeting with some press members to discuss his upcoming movie. The Midwest had surprisingly been very interested and accommodating with our careers, especially his. It was quite unusual for a big name celebrity like Jamie to live in rural Ohio; they didn't let his presence go wasted.

Hope you're feeling better!

Please don't forget to call my dad before it's late in Belfast.

Hope to be home before dark.

Love you, x

Shit. Thank God for his reminder. We were going to fly to London in a little less than two weeks to pick up Dulcie and take her with us to Belfast. His dad and stepmom had been itching to see all of us, and I was looking forward to family time before we ran off to promote our new projects. Plus it would count as a birthday trip for Jamie, since it'd fall during the week we visited.

I quickly found my phone and noticed it was almost eight in Northern Ireland. I tapped Jim's name before the line began ringing.

"Hey Kels!" he answered cheerfully.

"Hi, how are you?"

"Excited to see you all soon."

I smiled even though he couldn't see. "Me too. Dulcie talks about it every time she calls. I think she has plans for Samina and me. Shopping plans, that is."

"Little lady loves to shop. Good thing she'll never want for anything."

"Very true. I won't keep you, I know it's getting late, but Jamie wanted me to call and make sure you have our itinerary. Do you need us to bring anything along, either from here or London?"

"No, just yourselves," he said. "We've plenty of groceries and places to crash."

Jim was hinting at Jamie and I wanting a hotel room for a couple of nights. He was going to do more press for the film while we were there. He'd been set on killing two birds with one stone, same in London. The hotel in Belfast had an indoor pool for Dulcie to swim her energy away; it was a win on every account.