Author's note: This is the end my friends!!!!! I hope you've all enjoyed this story!


Epilogue: Fin

Ryan stirred and opened his eyes slowly. He turned his head towards his alarm clock and sighed. 5:54. He'd woken six minutes before he'd set it to start. He really hated when that happened, though it was almost like that every day. It was as if his body had programmed itself to never let him be late for work.

He brought his hands up to his eyes, rubbing the sleep away. He sighed heavily and looked up at the ceiling, wondering if he should stay in bed and wait for his alarm to start or get out of bed and get his morning routine started.

A movement next to him interrupted his thoughts. He turned his head to his right and grinned at what he saw.

Peyton was on her side facing him, deeply asleep. Her lips were turned into a cute pout and her eyebrows were in a small frown. Even after three weeks, he still couldn't get used to the feelings that washed over him whenever he woke up beside her.

They had gotten off to a rocky start, but it had all come down to this. They were together.

After Peyton had told him why she'd been pushing him away, she had decided to accept the fact that she was in love with someone. They had spent the rest of her vacation together, trying to make the best of her last week in Miami. Then she'd gone back to Boston and had quit her job. She might have taken a long time to get attached to someone again, but now that she had, she wasn't about to accept a long distance relationship. As much as she had tried pushing him away, now she just couldn't get enough of him.

So two weeks later, she was back in Miami, ready to move in with him. Some might have thought they were moving too fast, but they both knew they were more than ready to live together.

His grin widened when he saw her frown deepen. She moaned and turned around, bringing all the covers with her. That was a habit of hers he still had to get used to.

"Ryan." He heard her grumble, her face half hidden in her pillow.

He lifted his hand up to touch her soft brown curls. "Hum?"

"… alarm…"

He lifted his eyebrows and turned his head towards his alarm clock, realizing music was playing. He must really have been deep in thoughts. He reached to turn in off and went back to his previous position. He scooted closer to Peyton and lifted the covers a bit, exposing the soft skin of her neck. He bent his head and kissed her skin as he wrapped his free arm around her waist. His hand caressed the skin of her stomach and slowly started making his way up.

She whimpered, apparently not agreeing with what he had in mind. "Ryaaaaan."

His grinned widened as he kept kissing her neck, his hand softly caressing her naked breasts. He knew how much she hated waking up… Especially at 6 am. "hum?"

Peyton sighed irritably and pushed his hand away. "YOU have to go to work." And of course, SHE didn't. She still hadn't started looking for a job, having decided to take a break and focus on other things.

Ryan kept up with his ministrations, knowing she wouldn't be able to keep the act for long. "Don't you have a book to finish?" he murmured in her ear. One of the things she'd been doing the most since her arrival in Miami had been writing. Seems her writers' block had disappeared the moment she'd decided to move in with him.

"No." she grumbled, sounding more awake.

"No?" he asked playfully, nibbling at her skin.

"It's done. "

He pulled back a little, surprised. "You finished it? When?"

She sighed and turned around to face him. Her cheeks were red from sleep and probably from what he'd been doing to her. "Yesterday. I finished it right before you came back from work."

Ryan pouted. "Really? Why didn't you tell me?" he let his hand travel down her naked side and up again, giving her goose bumps.

She shrugged. "Well it's not completely done. I want to make sure it's perfect."

"Are you finally going to let me read it?" he asked, hopeful. He'd been bugging her about it for a while now, wanting to know what she was writing about. She HAD been working on that book for four years now. He couldn't help but wonder about what had brought her inspiration back.

"Not yet." She answered, shaking her head.

Ryan rolled his eyes, irritated. "Come on, Peyton!" he whined, resting his hand on her hip.

She grinned mischievously and scooted closer to him. "I can always tell you about it." She lifted her hand up to his chest and started drawing circles on his skin, making him shudder.

His scowl disappeared and was quickly replaced by a naughty grin. "Better than nothing."

Peyton's grin widened, letting her hand travel lower and up again, teasing him. "It's about this girl… who loses her parents at a very young age."

Ryan moved his hand up to her face, brushing a loose curl behind her shoulder. "I wonder who that girl could be." He answered, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

She ignored him, her hands still teasing him. "She's still having a hard time dealing with the loss and can't seem to let anyone get close to her. Until she meets this guy…"

Ryan lifts his eyebrow and interrupts her. "Correction, extremely hot guy…"

Peyton keeps going, still ignoring his comments. "… and he turns her world upside down." She wrinkles her nose. "I know, it's cheesy."

"And how does it end?" he asks her, holding her face close to his.

She blushes slightly and stares into his hazel eyes, her face just a few inches away from his. "You'll have to read it to find out." She lets him pull her to him, crushing her lips against hers.

She actually wouldn't mind being awakened like this every morning… even at 6 am.

The End

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