Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29658 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 148(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29658 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 148(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
“What was that? You think he doesn't like me?” She bites her bottom lip.
“He’s naturally a dick.” Willow lets out a small gasp. “Baby, he’s jaded. My only hope is for a girl to come along and knock him on his ass.”
“Oh, I can introduce him to some girls.” She tries to dart off to do it right now, but I don’t let her go.
“He’s got to find her himself.”
“Fine,” she huffs. I know she wants my family to like her. It would make things easier, but at the end of the day I don’t give a fuck what they think of my Willow. She is going to be a Carver sooner rather than later. Nothing will stand in the way of that.
Over the past month she’s been talking about having kids. I asked her if she wanted to get checked out by the doctor to see if it was possible, but she said no. I think she’s scared to hear that news. It doesn't matter. I’ve already got the paperwork going for adoption.
There is just one thing I have yet to do. It’s been driving me insane. I don’t know why, but I picked today to ask her to marry me here at the fundraiser event. I’ve had this ring for over three weeks now, and I want it on her finger.
I’d even gone out and talked to Willow’s parents. It’s been nice getting to know them. I know they were overprotective when it came to Willow, but I couldn’t fault them for that. They came out here for dinner a few weeks ago, and Willow and I went to Syn City once and spent the night. They have pulled back a lot of their overbearing ways. Willow is getting close to them again. They are just worried parents. I get it. I have to stop myself from wanting to wrap her in bubble wrap too.
“Where are we going?” she asks as I lead her over to the Ferris wheel.
“I want to enjoy the fair with you.” She leans into me more. “The fireworks are about to go off. I’m making sure you get the best seat in the house.”
“Always looking out for me.” She has no idea. I’ll look out for her even past my own life. I’ve put so many things into play so she’ll never have to worry about anything if I can help it.
When we get to the Ferris wheel, Gage opens the small door for us to step up and take our seats. I lock it in place. Willow is looking all around.
“Why are we the only ones on it?”
“Privacy.” I kiss her on the neck. The flowy dress she’s been wearing all day has been driving me nuts.
“We can’t have sex on a Ferris wheel.” She wiggles back and forth, showing me how it rocks. “Maybe a blow job.” She makes the motion of jacking off as the Ferris wheel starts to move. “Nope. That won’t work either.” I’m trying not to laugh. I love that she is trying to think of what dirty thing we can do on the Ferris wheel together.
“I could play with your pussy. Get you off, which we all know is my favorite thing to do.”
“Lennon!” She smacks my chest. “I guess it is a good thing you got us privacy with that mouth of yours. I bet no one in this world but me knows how filthy it is.” She is blushing like always.
“This mouth belongs to you, baby.”
“Damn right it does,” she says smugly, lifting her chin. Fuck she’s adorable. The Ferris wheel comes to a stop with us at the top. Lights start to flash, alerting everyone the fireworks are about to start. “So excited.” She wiggles in her seat, making us rock. “This is like the grand finale.”
The first one goes off a few seconds later. The night sky fills with bright colors. “Holy crap. How are they doing this?”
“Drones.” It was an idea that hatched when I was figuring out how to ask her to marry me.
“It’s amazing.” She rests her head on my shoulder, watching the rest of the show. She lets out a gasp when the last one fires off.
WILL YOU MARRY ME AGAIN lights up the sky. She lifts her head. “Lennon.” She whispers my name, her eyes never leaving the words written out in the sky. I pull the ring out of my pocket. It’s an emerald-cut diamond. I asked them to make it as big as they could without it being ridiculous.
It wasn't about the money. I wanted other fuckers to be able to see the ring from the moon if need be. There also might be a tracker inside. She already knows there is one on the necklace she has on now. I might have lost my Willow for a few moments that night, but that shit will never happen again.