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Chapter 91 - Ashley | Epilogue

"I missed you." I sighed as her scent rose directly into my nose, bringing up old memories. I really had to be careful not to start crying with joy.

"I missed you too." she whispered while hugging me even tighter. We lingered just like that for a while longer until the point where I don't even know who let go of who first.

When she looked at me more closely shortly after, she began to grin knowingly. "Seems like you had a good time." Apparently the many bruises Harry caused caught her eye, because since we started our new life I stopped trying to cover them.

"You could say that." I smirked, and only then did I notice who Layla had actually entered the island with. "Niall?!" I squeaked in surprise as I recognized him in his red swim shorts.

"Hey darling." he grinned, showing his pearly white teeth. "What, I don't get a hug?" he pouted jokingly and I shook my head in bewilderment as I pulled him into a hug.

"So you two are here together?" asked Harry as he had now reached the dock as well, a mischievous smirk playing around the corners of his mouth.

"Hey mate." greeted Niall nodding at him as we let go of each other. Harry nodded back at him and finally the two of them hugged as brothers.

"I guess you could say we've become good friends," Layla explained with a nervous scratching of the back of her head and I squinted my eyes at her.

"Good friends?" I repeated incredulously. Then I glanced sideways at Harry, who was also scrutinizing the two of them.

"You fucked?" Harry then just shamelessly blurted out and Layla immediately blushed while Niall proudly started grinning.

This sentence seems way too familiar.

"I swear to you, man, it was the island. With that one you convince all the bitches." Niall shouted with a raised hand for Harry to clap. But before that could happen, Layla stepped on Niall's foot, causing him to gasp painfully.

"Did you just call me one of your bitches?" she hissed with a death glare in his direction.

"No babe, you got that all wrong. You are the last bitch on my island for all time." he explained to her stuttering in panic and it clicked for Harry and me at the same moment.

"So you're more than just fuck buddies?" I now asked my two friends who were nervously looking back and forth between each other and us.

We already knew that there was something going on between the two of them, but the fact that there seems to be more to the whole thing than suspected is extremely interesting.

"Oh, that kind of talk is all too familiar," Harry now hummed with a grin. "Let's have a drink first and wait for the others. There's a lot to talk about, after all." he then suggested, and we all quickly agreed.

There's still plenty of time for such a conversation.

We talked about everything that had happened to us in the last few years and Layla told us that she had been transferred to a new division of the CIA where she would carry out missions of the highest importance as a single person. So she doesn't have to commit to a new unit and can choose her own missions to carry out.