#Chapter116
Epilogue
WESTLEY
/"YOU DON’T HAVE to do this./" It was our twelfth destination in four months tour with the Linton private jet. It wasn’t that I was complaining because spending time with Clyve was the best time of my life.
When he asked me for a dinner date during the book signing, I knew it was the first of so many, and who was I to say no when all I could think was him every time I fell asleep and woke up every morning for weeks.
When I thought he gave up on us, I was wrong. He’d been plotting with Austen the whole time.
/"You did not enjoy, did you?/" Pain and disappointment crossed his face.
/"Are you kidding me?/" I rounded to his side. /"For four months, my life with you is perfect. This is what I always wanted, to be with you where ever destination brings us together. I love every second of it, Linton. You know I even enjoyed just lazily cuddling with you on the couch./"
