Epilogue

After showering and making sure all her children were safe and asleep in their beds, 99 descended the stairs in a silky negligee and matching robe. The flowery one that Max splurged on her when she came home from the hospital. That was the funny thing about Max. He was cheap but sentimental. He wanted to give her a gift after Zoe was born to let her know that she was still "his girl". The most beautiful woman in the world he had mentioned to her when he gave it to her several weeks ago. Ninety-nine was touched and could not have been happier now because she seemed to be losing the baby weight she gained and had been carrying for the last couple of months. The nightgown caressed her body silkily and clung in all the right places. Her breasts were more voluptuous and her hips were rounded and her stomach seemed a bit more flat than it had been right after giving birth.

"Max?" 99 called softly turning down the lights in the living room. The only lights to be seen were the glowing, twinkling lights from the Christmas tree.

"I'm over here, 99," Max said taking her hand and leading her to the couch where she unceremoniously plopped herself.

Max kissed her deeply with desire. The minute he had spotted her dressed in the negligee he had purchased a few weeks ago he gulped hard and almost forgot she was his wife. She was absolutely a knockout. He fell in love with her all over again. He had almost lost her…again. He also almost had to watch another man touch his wife as no man should touch her but her husband.

"I suppose that means you like what you see," 99 purred nibbling on his ear and kissing the back of his neck.

"Don't stop, darling. Of course, I like what I see," Max said feeling himself falling under 99's spell.

"Max, I love you very, very much. I'll never refuse you again…" 99 said.

Max was so far gone he had no idea what she was talking about. He stopped her long enough to look in those big soulful blue eyes.

"What do you mean?" Then, Max thought back. "Oh, you mean way back this morning when we were interrupted. I thought you were a little too eager to leave the warmth of our bed to get dressed and attend to the kids. In all the years we've been married and before that I never saw you want to get away from me that quickly."

"I know I was hurting you, but you know I hadn't been myself since Zoe came home."

"No, but that seems to be in the past. What changed your mind?"

"Well, when you hadn't been able to find me right away and Pistachio and his men kept threatening to rape me, I thought if I ever saw you again I would repay you by loving you and never truly refusing what I really wanted as much as you."

"I must admit the thought of another man putting his hands on your body upsets me greatly. You thought I was jealous when you kept mistaking King Charles for me. Just think what would have happened if I had to witness what Pistachio wanted to do."

"Well, you didn't have to because of the twins. I still don't know how I feel about what they did. I didn't know that they could handle firearms like that. Have you been giving them lessons outside of school?"

"99, I lectured the twins…lovingly but firmly. So," Max said seductively eyeing his wife's bosom which was enticingly open to his vision in the negligee she wore.

"So what, Max?" 99 purred back. She knew what he wanted but she wanted to hear him to say it.

"Can I do what Pistachio wanted to do?"

"I've been thinking of nothing else since we got in the car."

"Merry Christmas, 99."

"Merry Chri…Oh Max…" 99's voiced was drowned by Max's kiss.

THE END OF THIS MISSION ANYWAY

MERRY CHRISTMAS!