In the Arms of the Elite (Rich Boys of Burberry Prep #4) - C.M. Stunich Page 0,121

over again as I hug the picture against me for a moment.

“You guys go ahead, and I’ll be right there. Wait outside for me, okay?”

“Anything for you, Marnye-bear,” Zack says, using my dad’s nickname for me before he kisses me on the lips, a searing brush of mouths that leaves me wanting more.

“Don’t take too long, or I’ll get lonely,” Creed purrs, trailing his fingers down my arm before he leaves the room, and the rest of the guys follow. Miranda pauses at the last second, looking back at me with soft, sad eyes.

I wonder if she still has a crush on me … or if she’s over it now? It’s impossible to tell because she loves me so much, it’d be difficult to spot the difference.

“I’ll keep them in line for you, beat off all the hungry co-eds with a stick.” She pauses, smiling again before she takes off down the hall, leaving her phone behind her, that damn song playing like the ending theme to my story.

Here’s the thing though: my story isn’t ending.

No, it’s just fucking beginning.

I don’t know what’s going to happen later, or how the rest of my life will pan out. Nobody knows that sort of thing, but what I do know is that I’m at the university I always wanted to go to, with the boys I want to be with, and the best friend who was always by my side. The Infinity Club is still out there, but … that’s there. That’s there, and I’m here.

I’m here, and that’s my happily ever after.

Life is always ticking by, one second at a time, and nothing is over until it’s over, but … for now, I’m happy resting in the arms of the elite. For now, this is exactly what I need.

“I miss you, Dad,” I whisper, putting his picture on my bedside table, grabbing my bag, and heading out the door to join my new family for our first on-campus dinner. I blow him one, final kiss before I close the door behind me, and step out into my new life. “And I love you. Forever and always.”

The End…

Author's Note

Thank you all so much for reading and enjoying the Rich Boys of Burberry Prep series. The idea for these books came to me in a dream, and although I’d never written or even read a bully romance (not unless you count C.S. Pacat’s Captive Prince Trilogy!), I knew I had to bring this one to life.

A lot of personal experiences went into this novel, and I’ll admit: I cried when I wrote the ending. I’m not ashamed of that. LOL.

I love Marnye and her boys, and I know there’s so much more to their relationship: growing up, becoming adults, managing a complex alternative relationship in the real world, marriage, kids. I’d love to keep writing about them, but if I do, it’ll be under a new series name—Rich Boys of Bornstead U—which would feature the same characters, but read like a separate story arc.

I haven’t decided definitively to do this, but if you feel strongly about seeing more of these characters, you can message me on Facebook, email me, or most importantly, post in my readers’ group here. Last time I asked the fans if they wanted more (with my Harem of Heart series), I got so many responses that I added that new project to the books. Your messages do matter!

For now, we’re going to set this aside as a complete series, let the Bluebloods enjoy college, and then go back to visit Charlotte Carson at Adamson All-Boys Academy to see what happens when the new girl at an all-boys school finds out that the last girl who went there … ended up dead. Check out my other high school bully romance here, and then get ready for a crossover between that series and this one. I have a title, a cover, and I can’t wait to reveal it to you all.

Look for that release in late 2019.

Love, C.M. Stunich

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