Chance Encounters
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“I love you too,” he whispered once we broke apart, his forehead resting against mine as he looked deep into my eyes.
“Good. Because that whole thing would have been really embarrassing if you didn’t.”
He let out a bark of laughter and squeezed me tighter before asking, “Now can we please go to my office where we can have some privacy?”
I pulled away and took his hand in mine, smiling up at the man I loved more than anything. “Yeah. But I was wondering…”
“What?”
My cheeks flushed pink as I leaned in and whispered, “Just how strong is your desk?”
Epilogue
Melany
AS IT TURNED out, it was pretty damn strong. We learned that just minutes after exchanging I love yous, and again throughout the next several years. Neither of us had been lying when we said we’d never get enough of each other. Through marriage and children, that desire for one another never faded.
As it happened, Tomas wasn’t totally off the mark when he said a love like ours was like a fairy tale. It might not have had a prince and princess, and there weren’t any castles or glass slippers—although there had been a wicked witch. What our fairy tale did have was an ugly duckling who wanted to be a swan, and a beautiful man who loved her for exactly who she was.
It wasn’t always perfect, because real life hardly ever is. There were fights and arguments, but with those came makeup sex, something Chance was all too happy to introduce me to. Our story might not be passed down from generation to generation, but it was ours, and it was wonderful.
Every night, when I went to sleep, I did it with a smile on my face, thankful to whatever fate had a hand in putting Chance and me in each other’s path.
Over all these years, thanks to all the love and affection I’d received from Chance, I’d learned many things. But the most important thing I’d learned was this:
Real life is so much better than a fairy tale.
The end.
Acknowledgements
To my wonderful husband: I wasn’t sure it was possible, but you make me fall in love with you more and more every day.
To Jennifer Wolfel: I’m glad you got over your fear of romantic comedies for me. LOL.
To Tara Sivec, Rachel Van Dyken: Thank you for loving Chance as much as I did. He might not have had his story if it wasn’t for you.
To Erin Noelle: My book wifey – as long as our husbands get our relationship, then it’s all good. LOL.
To Jill Sava: Every day I’m happy I met you. Every. Single. Day.
To Nina and the rest of the ladies with Social Butterfly: Thank you for wanting the absolute best for this book!
And as always, to my readers: This is for YOU!
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