Epilogue

Six months later…

“Brit,” Lara called her, waving from across the crowded store. Next to her, Violet and Nikki smiled.

Tonight, Brit celebrated the opening of her store, B. Jean Cosmetics. A DJ played some hip songs, and dozens of people occupied the nice, warehouse-like ambiance with apparent brick, metal lighting and hardwood floors.

Brit excused herself from the girl she just took a selfie with, and walked over to the girls. Her girls.

When she made it to them, they all hugged her.

“We’re so proud of you,” Nikki, newly pregnant, said.

“Well done.” Lara raised her glass of champagne. “You deserve all this.”

“Thanks, guys,” Brit said.

Violet looked at her, her eyes beaming with approval. “Just promise me when you’re on first name basis with Scarlett Johansson you won’t forget about us little people.” Violet had moved to a new place, not too far from the home Brit shared with her soon-to-be husband Damian.

A chuckle floated up her throat. They were giving her too much credit, but she’d take it. “Never. Amanda and Libby already made me promise I’d take selfies with whatever teen idol I manage to rub shoulders with.” Brit glanced around the room, searching for them. “Where are they by the way?”

“Over there.” Violet pointed at the two girls dancing excitedly by the DJ’s booth. Thankfully, Amanda had welcomed Brit into the family, with her only condition being she kept calling her Aunt Brit, which Brit thought was sweet.

A waiter wearing all black approached them with appetizers.

Brit skimmed the room, appreciating the great turn out. When she found Damian, striding past the entrance, she excused herself and walked up to him. Wearing dark jeans, a long-sleeved black shirt and jacket, he looked delicious. She launched into his arms, excited, despite the fact they’d seen each other—and made love in the shower— that morning.

“Hey, look who’s here at last,” she said.

He kissed her cheek, close enough to the corner of her mouth to send thrills down her spine. “Sorry, baby. The surgery took longer than expected.”

“It’s okay. I missed you,” she said, using the stapler phrase they used to each other, no matter how much time they spent together. Lara had once called them nauseatingly cute together and she was right.

“Me too. Now I’m all yours.” He glanced around. Pride twinkled in his eyes, and an invisible blanket of warmth cloaked her. He’d supported her during the last few months, any way he could, even if he was busy with work and his own project, which was now happening. The hospital he’d dreamed of for so long. Thanks to Bill and Candi, who hadn’t gotten pregnant, but they had applied to adopt a child and seemed happy at last.

“Good. I’ll show you off first, then I’ll take you to the backroom so you can see, hhmmm, some improvements we’ve made there.”

He dipped down his head, and gave her a passionate kiss that got her tingling from her hair to her feet. “I can’t wait to see it.”

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