Losing Me Finding You (32 page)

“I will,” I say, my voice barely audible.

“I’ll never lose you,” Ben whispers.

“No, because I’ll always find you,” I whisper back as my arms wrap around his neck. Ben wraps his arms around me as I crawl onto his lap and kiss him hard on the mouth. My left hand slides around his neck and moves down his chest to rest against his heart. I feel Ben cover it with his hand, lifting both of them to his lips where he presses a kiss against my wedding ring.

Both of them.

The one I leave behind.

And the one I always take with me now.

“So, what do you think, do you want to read them?” Ben eventually asks, smiling at me.

I laugh. “Are you kidding, of course I do. I definitely want to read them. I want to know your stories, Ben,” I tell him. “I want to know everything about you.”

“Baby,” he says, smiling at me. “Your story and mine, they’ve always been the same.”

“They have?” I ask.

Ben holds my face in his hands now as his piercing blue eyes stare right into my completely green ones. “I love you and you love me,” he whispers. “We’ve always been in each other’s heart, and we were always meant to find each other, Evie. That’s what our story has always been about. You and me.” And then he kisses me and I fall even further in love with him than before.

And I know
now
, I’ve found the perfect ending.

Today is the 29th of February, the day I was born.

And just like every other time this day rolled around, I woke up in a different home, with a different name and a different life.

Only this time, I knew they weren’t mine, because I already had a home and a name and a life.

With him.

Ben.

He’s always been the reason I’ve done this. The man who has patiently waited for me. The man who lost me when he didn’t understand why, who couldn’t stop me from going when both of us wanted me to stay. The man who couldn’t find me when he wanted to look.

But the man who protected me, looked after me, and loved me anyway.

And now, he’s the man who wrote letters to me because I wasn’t here for him to tell me all the things he wanted to say.

He always said that every time I came back to him, it was like falling in love with me all over again. I used to tell him that every time I came back, I fell even more in love with him than before.

He’s always been my strength, my protector, my one and only constant.

I love him; I’ve always loved him.

And he has always loved me.

Every four years, I used to lose myself.

And every four years, I’d have to find him.

But not anymore. Now, we will never lose each other again, now I will always find him. It hasn’t always been easy and there are some things we’ve both done that I know we wish we could do differently. But our story was always the same; it’s always been to find each other.

It’s always been about him and me.

Ben and Evie Foster.

It’s been a crazy life and I’m not sure anyone would believe it if we told them. But it’s happened, all of this has happened.

This has been our story.

I hope you’ve enjoyed it.

Time is…

too slow for those who wait,

too swift for those who fear,

too long for those who grieve,

too short for those who rejoice,

but for those who love… time is eternity.

Henry van Dyke.

A big, huge thank you to Regina Wamba from Mae I Design. I can’t thank you enough for creating such a beautiful and perfect cover for this story. I love it.

To everyone who picks up one of my books and reads it; thank you. I appreciate all of your support and messages and reviews.

To my beta readers; Jackie, Kristina, Nikki, Cathy and Lisa. There are never enough words to thank you for everything you’ve done. You ladies are more than just fabulous beta readers, you are amazing friends too. I can’t thank you enough for not just all of the time and effort you put into helping me with these stories I write, but for everything else too. Thank you for encouraging me, supporting me, sticking by me and always being happy to read anything I throw in your direction.

To my husband, who always supports every crazy idea I have. I miss you every day that we’re apart. I love you.