Remember Me?

Chapter Thirty-Nine - The Epilogue

[Author's Note]

So, this is it! The FINAL chapter of 'Remember Me?'. It has been such a rollercoaster ride to remember. Through the ups and downs of creating my first idea, naming my characters and posting that first chapter to writer's block, delayed uploads and cliffhangers. And if you're reading this, you've been there through it all! I can FINALLY put a green tick next to this! That deserves a celebration! Cheer through your screens everyone!

From the bottom of my heart, I cannot thank you enough for your continued support: every vote, every comment, every read means everything to me. I'm just a girl who has always enjoyed to write as a hobby, and never in my wildest dreams would I ever have imagined uploading to this website.

Amelia, Blake and every other character I have ever created salute you for sticking by me no matter what!

This is the end of an era, but this is only the beginning.

So thank you for reading my novel and following Amelia and Blake until the end!

Until next time,

- Bex. 'xo

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I squeezed my eyes open, squinting from the warm sunlight that glowed through the gap in the curtains.

Groaning, I stretched my tired muscles and flopped back down onto the bed.

"Wakey, wakey sleepy head." Familiar lips pressed against my neck and I grinned curving into his body.

"Time to get up, baby." His husky voice turned me on so badly that I just had to open my eyes and look into his deep green ones.

I raised my hands to touch his face, feeling his stubble under my fingers, "Good morning Mr Goldstein."

"Good morning Mrs Goldstein," he whispered

I grinned, pecking his nose.

He lowered his lips to mine, and captured them in a gentle caress. This man, the man not even my dreams could conjure up, always managed to create sparks when he kissed me.

"Hmm...that was nice..." Blake raised his eyebrows, his hands finding their way to my shoulders.

"Blake, you know we can't..."

"Not all the way I know, besides how could I fit?" he smirked, gently poking my protruding belly.

"Hey! I'm 8 months pregnant! Leave me alone, you big bully!" I jabbed his chest hard.

"Ouch!" he complained, grasping my hand, "That hurt Mia!"

"Oh baby, I'm sorry..." I smiled

"Kiss it better." He pouted.

I gave him a seductive smirk as I bent down and kissed his bare chest.

He groaned, his fingers tangling in my hair, "God Mia, I just can't get enough of you."

"Happy Anniversary baby." I kissed the point where his neck joined his chest.

"Happy Anniversary." He pulled me upwards so we were nose to nose, my belly resting on his washboard stomach

"The house is all quiet... there's no one awake... so... why don't we... you know..." he nibbled on my lip.

I tried to pull away, "I thought you would've had enough last night." I murmured

"Oh Mia, Mia, Mia..." he smirked, "With you, there is never... never enough."

He gently flipped me onto my back and moved above me.