EPILOGUE

SLOANE

“Hey, wife.” I stir at the sound of Hayes’s whisper in my ear. My eyes flutter open, blinking against the morning light as I adjust to the brightness.

A smile tugs at my lips when I feel his lips press against mine. He slides one strap of my nightie down, his weight settling over me.

Two years of marriage, a beautiful daughter, and yet, every single day with him feels like we just got mar