I pressed my forehead to his, because I knew I was the one who had to say this one. I knew what he wanted. He’d told me. He wanted forever, and I’d always been too scared to say it. Before it seemed foolish to ask for so much. To ask for the kind of life I couldn’t have even dreamed for myself. But right now, right here I literally had my future in my hands and I needed to claim it. He deserved to hear it, and fuck, I did too.

“Us. Living together, because goddammit, Easton Archer, you make me greedy, and I want all of it. Even a fucking dog. How is it you got me acting a fool at all times now?”

“I want it all too.” Easton’s voice was small, but steady.

A long breath escaped his lungs and we lay there, turned on, in love and ready to plunge into our future. I took stock of everything happening in my body and my head. I fucking throbbed from happiness. All of this was mine, and I would fight forever to keep it.

“So are you going to be able to recap all of this to Ms. B?” I asked with a flustered laugh.

Easton brought his arms up, mouth in a wide grin I could feel against my lips. “I’ll do the recap, baby. Now how about we do the naked thing because, I’ve never had ‘my boyfriend wants to move in together and we’re getting a dog sex’ and I’m excited.”

“You’re so fucking extra.”

“And all yours, forever. You said.”

That hand went back to stroking and that mouth back to licking and nipping and I was done with homework. I had my hands full for the foreseeable future, and I would not change a thing.

“I did. You are.”

Acknowledgments

Acknowledgments

It’s hard to believe we’ve made it this far! I am so grateful for the readers who have responded so positively and shown so much love to these Dreamers.

I am endlessly grateful for every review, tweet and shoutout, more than I could every say.

When I set to write the stories of Nesto, Camilo, Patrice and Juan Pablo my hope was that I could give readers like me HEAs that they could see themselves in. It’s beyond what could I hope for that these books have touched so many, and, what’s more, left Romancelandia hungry for more Afro-Latinx romance, literally and figuratively.

As always, there is no way I could do this without the support and love of so many wonderful people:

Kerri Buckley, my editor. I am so grateful for the journey we’ve been on together. I know that your care and support have made me a better, more thoughtful writer.

The Carina PR and Marketing team, for all your support getting my stories out there and rolling with all my ideas.