Raw and Curvy by S.E. Law

Epilogue

Mimi

Six months later.

“God, you’re gorgeous, baby.”

I look in the mirror as Mason walks up behind me, putting his arms around my hips. He brings his hands up to my large belly and rests them gently against the huge bump.

I smile at him in the mirror. “This bikini definitely looks a little different on me now than it did six months ago. I’m like a whale!”

Mason merely pushes my hair to the side and kisses me tenderly just behind my ear. “Our baby is growing inside you, and nothing is more gorgeous than seeing you round and swollen with my child inside.”

Heat rushes through me, and I know if my boyfriend keeps kissing me like this, we’re going to end up delaying the G-Raw photoshoot for the naughtiest reason. Not that I’d mind, but appearances do matter, and I don’t want other people hearing our moans of ecstasy. So I giggle once and then disentangle myself from Mason’s strong arms.

“I better get out there because I heard the big boss will be here for the whole photoshoot today,” I tease. “Don’t want to upset him by getting started late.”

“Oh, I doubt there is anything you could do to upset the boss,” my boyfriend growls, his blue eyes glinting. “I hear he’s very understanding since he’s in love with the beautiful model on today’s set.”

“Oh is he?”

He pulls me to him and kisses me slow. “Yes. Very much so.”

I smile beatifically, tracing my hands over his shoulders.

“Then let’s get this over so you can take me home and show me just how much you love me again.”

With that, Mason pulls away and takes my hand before leading me out of the dressing room. I can barely keep up in my high heels, but he pulls me out to the set, where Carlton the photographer and a new creative director await. True to his word, Mason fired Cassandra immediately after the last photo shoot. Even more, he blacklisted her so she’ll never find work in the advertising industry again. A part of me thinks that might have been a little too harsh, but another part of me believes that Cassandra is merely reaping what she’s sown.

But when it rains it pours because when I caught up with Jemima last week, my friend revealed that she talked to her husband about the way I was treated by Jewel. It seems Bruce Wilshire is the consummate professional, and he sent my ex-manager packing that very day. Again, the dismissal was unexpected because I never sought any kind of revenge against Jewel, but I guess karma is real. If you put enough vile ugliness into the world, the universe knows and will send its minions to knock you down.

Now, I feel like we’re on new ground. Everything about this photo shoot feels different even though I’m even bigger than I was before, seeing that I’m in the third trimester of my pregnancy. Instead of over-analyzing every pose and internally freaking out, I’m focusing on my boyfriend. I’m pretending that we’re the only ones in the room, and wantonly part my legs and cup my breasts as the shutter whirs.

“You were amazing,” Mason breathes as the shoot wraps up. “You’re utterly sexy, sweetheart, and I can’t wait to take you home to show you just how desirable you are.”

I giggle.

“I had so much more fun this time too. You don’t think it was too much when I popped open the can of G-Raw and sprayed it over my tits though?”

Mason’s blue eyes flare.

“No, that was perfect, honey. In fact, it was incredibly sexy with the material completely wet so I could see the outline of your nips. Get dressed fast, honey, because I want to take you home now.”

I giggle and change back into my clothes in a flash. Mason merely waves to Carlton as he rushes me out of the studio.

“Don’t you want to see the images?” I ask with a smile.

He shakes his head. “Hell no. Carlton knows what he’s doing, plus I can’t wait anymore, sweetheart. I need you under me, screaming.”

With that, heat flows through my body, making me shiver. I bite my lip and hold out my hand as he helps me into a waiting car. Then, we’re home within minutes as my boyfriend rushes me into the building. But when Mason flips on the lights in the penthouse, the air stops in my lungs because there are flowers everywhere, covering almost every surface. Dandelions, roses, lilies, daisies, and orchids proliferate, turning our apartment into an arboretum.

“Mason, what’s going on?” I gasp.

The handsome billionaire takes my hand and moves to face me before pressing my palm to his mouth.

“You came into my life when I was searching for something, Mimi. I had no idea what was missing until a blob of sticky gunk hit me in the face at an art class, and I looked up and saw you. Ever since that moment, I’ve known that I needed you in my life.” Then, he pauses and places both his hands on my belly, smiling. “You not only grace me with your love every day, sweetheart, but now you’re going to make me a father, and there aren’t enough words in the dictionary to tell you how grateful I am.”

My heart’s pounding and my eyes widen as Mason reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small black box before lowering himself to one knee. He opens the box and inside is the most beautiful diamond ring I’ve ever seen. I gasp, covering my mouth with shock.

“Mason, oh my goodness.”

My gorgeous boyfriend merely takes my left hand in his and kisses my knuckles. His eyes are so full of love that my heart hurts, and I smile through my tears.

“You have given me everything,” he says, emotion turning his voice thick. “I love you and our baby more than I ever believed it was possible to love anyone. Michelle Richardson, would you do me the honor of becoming my wife? Will you put this poor wretch out of his unhappiness and do me the honor of becoming my one and only?”

I laugh through watery eyes.

“Yes. God yes, I’ll marry you, Mason. I love you so much, and our baby is going to look just like you, with your black hair and blue eyes. You’re going to be the best daddy ever.” Then I throw my arms around him and start kissing him feverishly, plastering myself against that huge frame.

Meanwhile, my fiancé returns my kisses before pulling back and sliding the ring onto my fourth finger. “It fits perfectly sweetheart, and I promise I’m going to make you and our baby happy.”

I smile and wind my arms around him again. “You already do, Mason. I can’t wait to marry you, and I love you.”

With that, our lips join once more as our hearts and souls entwine together. Maybe we came together when I reached for the wrong tube of paint during art class long ago, but there’s nothing wrong about that now. In fact, everything’s right, and will be right forevermore.

THE END

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