Merry Christmas everyone!! I hope you are all having an amazing day!! So, this is it, the last update of a AFTR, I'm so happy you've all seemed to enjoy it as much as Slow Ride and I hope the epilogue is no exception. 

Enjoy reading. 

xoxoxoxo

Song for this chapter: Better Man by 5 Seconds of Summer

~Raegan~

1 year later...

The familiar scent of melting butter and maple syrup woke me from my sleep.  I turned over to Tweaker's side of the bed and wasn't surprised to see that he wasn't asleep next to me. It had become somewhat of a tradition since Jamie and I moved in a few months ago that he took over making our weekend pancakes—and he had gotten really good at it too. Grilled cheese was still my forte but pancakes were all him.

I yawned as I stood to my feet and rubbed the sleep from my eyes on my way to the bathroom in the corner of our room. Our house wasn't big by any means, but it was just enough for us. Tweaker's other place here in Tucson had been a bit more spacious, but he insisted when I finally re-agreed to move me and Jamie out here again that we move somewhere else so we could all get a fresh start. Although this place wasn't as fancy or big as others we had looked at, it had a homey feeling from the second we set foot inside. Not to mention, Jamie loved that we had a decent sized backyard with a swimming pool that he and Tweaker practically lived in ever since we moved. It also had the renovated kitchen of my dreams with new stainless steel appliances and beautiful granite countertops that Tweaker and I christened on more than one occasion.

After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I tip-toed down the stairs as I listened carefully to the voices I heard coming from the kitchen. Listening to Jamie and Tweaker talk while they thought I wasn't around had weirdly become one of my favourite things. It warmed my heart to hear how patient and loving he was toward my nephew and it meant even more to see for myself how much Jamie loved him.

"So she likes you then?" I heard Tweaker ask Jamie, as he sat next to him on the counter.

Jamie's little face turned as red as a tomato. "No she doesn't," he insisted, crossing his arms over his chest.

Tweaker let out a laugh as he poured a spoonful of pancake mix onto the hot skillet. "Dude, everyone knows that when a girl bothers you just to make you mad it means she likes you. Half the reason I knew your aunt loved me was that she loved to piss me off just as much as I loved to piss her off."

I stifled a laugh as I poked my head out from around the corner and continued to eavesdrop.

"Really?" Jamie asked, as his eyes widened.

Tweaker nodded, flipping the pancake over in one swift motion.

"Really," he confirmed. "And I still love your aunt even though she's listening in on a private boys conversation again," he said as he turned his head in my direction and locked eyes right on me.

I bit my lip as I felt my cheeks grow red. I didn't usually get caught listening, but when I did, Tweaker always found it cute that I wanted to hear the things that he and Jamie talked about.

"Aunty, Rae!" Jamie chided. "This is guy talk. We told you last time that there are no girls allowed while we're cooking pancakes."

I stepped out into the open and held up my hands in defence. "Sorry, buddy I was just there for a minute, I promise."

Tweaker let out a laugh while Jamie scowled at me.

"Morning, Toots," Tweaker greeted, eyeing me up and down. I wasn't wearing anything special—just one of his t-shirts and a pair of boyshorts, but he was looking at me as if I had on the sexiest lingerie he had ever seen, and I had to admit, I loved the way his eyes lingered on me for way longer than acceptable.

"Why don't you come over here and have a pancake while they're hot? Me and Twerp already ate ours."

I nodded in agreement and padded my way across the kitchen until I was in arms reach. When I was, Tweaker handed me a steaming cup of coffee as I leaned against the counter as he poured a fresh pancake into the pan.

"So, what were you guys talking about?" I asked curiously, even though I got the gist from just hearing the few moments that I did.

Jamie rolled his eyes. "I told you, it's private guys only information."

I frowned. "Oh, come on! I can't be an exception to the boys only rule?" I pouted.

Tweaker looked over at Jamie as if for permission and he nodded.

"I was just giving Twerp some girl advice," he admitted.

I rolled my eyes. "Cos your such an expert," I teased, although in all honesty he probably was as close as they came.

Tweaker scoffed. "Hey, I got you didn't I?"

I shrugged my shoulders as I took a sip of my coffee, but he had a point there. "True," I agreed.

"And what a challenge that was," he mumbled as he turned away from the stove.

Tweaker took a step towards me and wrapped a hand around my waist and pulled me in for a kiss. His lips tasted like sweet syrup and I couldn't help but love it as he slid his tongue inside my mouth.

"Gross," Jamie groaned, next to us.

We pulled apart with a laugh as he hopped down from the counter and covered his eyes with both hands.

"I'm going to play in my room," he announced, walking off with his hands shielding him from the site before him. "Come and get me when we can go in the pool, Aaron!" he called as he reached safety in the hallway.

It still sounded weird when Jamie called him by his real name, but now that was all that Tweaker went by. I always still thought of him as Tweaker, because good or bad, that was the man I had fallen in love with, but everyone had slowly transitioned into calling him, Aaron. I myself still slipped up sometimes and called him Tweaker, and although I knew he didn't mind, I had to say I loved Aaron a lot more.

Aaron had worked immensely hard to gain back my trust in the last year and he had proved to me time and time again that he had really changed. That wasn't to say we didn't still struggle or fight sometimes, but we had never been this good for this long and I prayed that it stayed this way forever because I was happy as a fucking clam.

Tweaker's eyes wandered up and down my body as Jamie walked away and landed at the hem of his t-shirt that fell just past my hips.

"Might be a while, Twerp," he said, as he leaned down to my level. "You should stay in your room until I come and get you!" he warned, just as his lips found their way to my neck.

His mouth was warm on my skin as he dipped in under my chin to plant soft, wet kisses. I gasped, unable to hold it in for how good this felt. I felt Tweaker smile against my skin as he let out a laugh, and warm breath tickled the spot just below my ear. I craned my head back, not wanting Tweaker to stop, but he had other ideas in mind. His hand slid down the expanse of my bare leg, causing goosebumps to prick my skin. I shuddered, practically withering away under his touch. I let out a soft moan as he brought his hand back up to my thigh and stopped it right between my legs, hovering over the thin material that was the only thing between me and his fingers.

His smirk was smug and his eyes had grown dark with desire. He lifted his hand just enough to reach inside the waistband of my shorts and his warm fingers slid over me slow and calculated. I bit my lip, trying the best I could to keep myself quiet, but when he slid two fingers in me without warning, my moan was so loud that my hand shot up to my mouth in an effort to conceal the sound. Tweaker let out a pleased laugh as he continued to work me with his fingers.

If he wasn't so good with those glorious fingers, I might be worried that Jamie could come out any second and catch Tweaker with his hands in my pants, but I was enjoying this far too much to care.

Tweaker inserted a third finger and covered my mouth with his before I could cry out. I moaned into his mouth as he slid his tongue against mine and continued to work me slowly. My release was looming, my body unable to last very long when Tweaker was concerned. My desire for him was too strong, I had already felt moisture pooling between my legs before he'd even touched me, and I knew his desire was just as strong because I could feel his rock hard dick against my stomach even through his sweatpants.

"I fucking love you," Tweaker murmured breathlessly against my mouth.

I let out a laugh, dragging my lips across his warm chest, being sure to suck just hard enough to leave evidence of every spot my lips touched. I trusted Tweaker to no end, but it didn't hurt to let everyone know who he had waiting for him at night—espeically those Hellcats who could never seem to take a hint.

"You should," I confirmed, nipping at his bottom lip.

Tweaker smiled and slid his fingers even deeper inside of me and I cried out, not even bothering to try and conceal the sound. He pumped them in and out of me slowly at first, but now his actions were quick, impatient, and desperate. I knew that meant that he was close to release too and he probably wanted me to finish first so he would get the chance of me getting him there rather than him coming in his pants.

Tweaker slid his free hand up my shirt, grabbing hold of my right breast as his finger traced circles around my nipple. He seemed to be working me from every angle, and when his mouth moved back to mine, I knew I wouldn't last long. He pumped his fingers in and out one more time before I cried out, feeling my release overcome me. My vision blurred and I was out of breath, but it was quite possibly the best way to start my weekend.

I felt empty when Tweaker pulled out of me, but he looked smug when I opened my eyes to him licking his fingers clean.

I took a look at my surroundings, noticing for the first time that somewhere in the midst of our fun, the bowl of pancake batter had fallen over on the counter and its contents had dripped down the counters to the tiled floor. When I looked over to the stove, the pancake that Tweaker had cooking when I'd walked in was now mildly smoking and black as tar.

I let out a laugh as Tweaker shook his head and scoffed as he turned the stove off.

"We really need to stop the kitchen sex," I said, hopping down from the counter so I was back on my feet.

Tweaker's eyes narrowed. "Why? It's fun," he argued, wrapping his arms low around my waist.

I leaned my head against his chest and felt his dick still rock hard when he pressed against me.

I looked down at the very obvious erection in his pants and lit up with a smile as I picked up the bowl from the counter and what little amount of pancake mix was left.

I freed Tweaker's dick with one hand and held the bowl with the other. He looked down at me with an amused curiosity as I got down on my knees and took the bowl with me.

I shrugged. "What? Wouldn't want it to go to waste now would we?"

Tweaker's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. "Absolutely fucking not."

I bit my lip as I gathered a layer of pancake mix on my finger and spread it along the tip of his cock.

He threw his head back in pleasure as he hissed out a moan. I had barely even touched him yet and I knew he wouldn't be lasting more than a couple of minutes.

Neither one of us were really ever able to keep it together long. Maybe because the sex was so good—but mostly because we were too stupidly in love with each other.

I never thought our one night stand would ever turn into this. I never thought I would be the old lady to the Vice President of a badass motorcycle club, but fuck if it didn't make for some good roleplaying when he came home in that cut.

I brought my lips down to the tip of his cock and wrapped my lips around him as I sucked the spot clean of pancake mix.

"Fuck," Tweaker cursed, squeezing down on my shoulder as if to keep himself steady.

I teased him with my tongue for a few seconds before I heard him mumble something incomprehensibly under his breath.

"What did you just say?" I questioned. I couldn't have heard that right.

"Marry me," he said, clear as fucking day.

I felt my mouth fall open, and not because I was preparing to give a blow job.

I stood to my feet and locked eyes with him.

"Are you serious?" I asked, in pure disbelief.

He nodded, a smile overcoming his features.

"Your ring won't be ready until next week—but fuck, I couldn't wait."

I felt my heart beating a million miles a minute, but not because I was nervous. I had been dreaming of this day from the second Tweaker and I got back together. I knew that if we had made it through all of that and I loved him even more after it that I would never stop, and that's when I decided that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

"You already bought a ring?" I questioned, almost in disbelief.

I didn't think this would come so soon, but I was nothing short of fucking giddy.

Tweaker nodded. "Weeks ago. So what do you say? Wanna spend the rest of your life with me, Toots?"

At his question, there was not a doubt in my mind.

THE END.

I hope you all enjoyed reading this book as much as I enjoyed writing it! As always I want to thank you all for getting it to this point and for inspiring me yet again to write another one in this series! I made the announcement officially on Instagram which is @slowridebook if you don't already know, that book three will be about Mick. A more permanent description is coming soon, but as for a release date, I'm afraid that it won't be until early spring. I've had a very busy end to 2018 and will have a very busy beginning to 2019, but I have started it and I think you guys will all enjoy the different direction I'm taking it. Be sure to follow me on Instagram for the most up to date information and updates. I'm sorry I can't have it out sooner for you guys but it just didn't work out that way! I hope you'll all stick around until then and I can't wait to be posting again. 

Thank you all for everything. 

xoxoxox 

Happy holidays to everyone.