Cyrus
A little more than a year later.
"Bet you never thought we’d get here. Did you?" Corbin asked, as he found a spot to get comfortable in the lounge chair beside me. I grunted in agreement and waited for him to pass me my cocktail.
"It has been one hell of the year," I agreed. Somehow, not only did we survive, but we both ended up with our soulmates.
It helped that Imogen and Hazel got along like long-lost sisters.
Cyrus adjusted the umbrella, putting us both back into the shade, and then waved to his girl as she ran toward the crystal-clear water of our favorite place to visit. "At least we survived and had an exceptional year," he said, echoing my earlier thought.
I scowled at him. "Don’t say that shit out loud and put it into the universe. It’s only October." Sure, things had stayed calm the last few months, but that didn’t mean we made the entire year unscathed.