Page 37 of Primal

This was it. Time to get back to our lives.

Epilogue-Poppy

One Year Later

My heart was tattooing a pattern against my ribcage as I drove toward the cabin. I was so excited to be back here. It had been a long year since we all left, the day the storm passed.

The first thing I did when I got back was check on Joey. I didn’t have feelings for him any longer, but I had to know if he made it home okay. He might have royally pissed me off, but I knew I’d never get over the guilt if he’d died in a flash flood after we kicked him out of the cabin.

Luckily, I found him alive and well. He was just as much of a selfish pain in the ass as always, so that was the last conversation I ever had with the jerk.

I found it easier to stand up to him than ever before, and I knew that was in large part due to my dad and Mason. Our time in the cabin together showed me I was special and strong, giving me courage I didn’t think I would have ever found without them.

I had more of a backbone now, and I wasn’t ever going to let anyone treat me the way Joey had ever again. I was better than that, and I deserved respect.

Over the past year, I knew my dad and Mason had reignited their friendship. They were close now, like they had been since high school, and I was proud of my dad for finally getting past what happened when they were teenagers.

When it came to my relationship with them, we all just acted like everything was completely normal. We never told anyone about the booking mix-up that resulted in the three of us staying in the same cabin last year. And we’d all sworn no one would ever know what we got up to. Axel quit his job at the law firm. He took up a consulting job, helping small businesses mitigate legal matters. Mason filed for divorce from my mom, and all three of us found out that she also had a guy on the side the whole time she was married to Mason. Unfortunately the house they bought together was taking longer than usual to sell, and they both were still living it

The cabin came into view, and I squealed from behind the wheel of my rental. It was just as beautiful as I remembered, and this time, the forecast wasn’t calling for rain. It was supposed to be nice and we’d all decided to stay a full week.

I could hardly wait. Although, I was sure we’d spend a lot of time inside, no matter what the weather was like.

I pulled up in front of the cabin and noticed there was another car parked there. Without even grabbing my suitcase, I quickly made my way inside. The smile on my face grew wider as I swung open the door to see my dad waiting for me. I ran towards him and embraced him in a tight hug, feeling overjoyed to finally see him again.

So much had happened in a year. He’d finished his book and gotten it published. Now, he was gearing up to go on a book tour next week. I was so proud of him. There was a light in his eyes that hadn’t been there before. I was just glad he was pursuing his passion, doing what made him happy. I always knew he didn’t love being a lawyer, but he stuck with it, at first because he had a family to provide for, and later, because it was a way to keep himself busy when his life fell apart.

He recently told me the truth about the divorce between him and my mom, and I was furious. I couldn’t believe she’d done that. All this time, she let me believe he just walked out on us, and I resented him for it for so damn long.

Now, I knew better.

Dad released me with a kiss to the top of my head and to be honest it was entirely too formal for my liking. “Fuck, I missed you baby girl” he said, pulling me to sit down on the couch beside him.

I was going to wait until Mason arrived to share my good news, but I was practically vibrating with excitement already.

“I just found out my fashion line is going to be featured in a fashion show next month. This is it, it’s my big break.”

I was thrilled about this, and the way Dad reacted with equal excitement touched a place deep in my soul. It felt so good to know I had people on my side these days. Two people who I could depend on.

He was hugging me while telling me how proud he was when the door of the cabin opened again and Mason came strolling in.

“Hey, baby doll. What’s going on? Are we happy hugging or comfort hugging?”

I laughed and told him about the upcoming fashion show.

“Wow, I’m really happy for you, sweetheart. I knew you had the talent,” Mason said.

“And you haven’t even seen my newest designs,” I pointed out, adding a sultry note to my voice they both picked up on, if the way their eyes darkened was anything to go by. “Would you like to see my newest design?”

Dad licked his lips. “Fuck, yes, Poppy. Show us.”

I reached down to grab the bottom the navy blue dress I was wearing. Pulling it off over my head, I tossed it away and stood before both men in one of the newest designs of lingerie I came up with just last month. It was all black lace and red bows, barely covering anything but managing to mostly keep my large breasts in place. I knew I looked damn good in it, but it was still nice to see the way they both looked like they wanted to devour me.

They moved toward me as one, hands reaching for my body. Dad got to me first, pulling into his arms and lifting me up off my feet as I squealed. My arms went around his neck, and my lips fused with his. His big hands cupped my ass, and I felt his erection pressed against my aching pussy.

God, I had wanted this for so long. No other man I’d slept with the past year could compare to these two, and I was already aching inside for both of them.

Mason came up tight behind me, and I felt my bra being unhooked as he pressed a kiss to my shoulder. My body shivered from being sandwiched between two hard-bodied men like this.