Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17128 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 86(@200wpm)___ 69(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17128 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 86(@200wpm)___ 69(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
I unlock my door and immediately head to my dresser and grab a pair of panties and matching bra, then I go to the closet. I’m murmuring out that I’ll need to start maternity clothes shopping when I hear Justin clear his throat while I’m stripping out of his clothes and thinking nothing of it when I turn back towards him. His eyebrows are furrowed again. I’m topless, only just slipping into my panties.
“You okay?” I ask
“Gabriella, you can’t stay here. Babe, I’m begging you not to stay here. Stay with me, for the love of God. If something happened to you and our baby it would gut me.”
“I know it’s not perfect and yea, it’s not as impressive as I would like. But what’s wrong with it?”
“It’s not fucking safe. For God’s sake, Gabriella did you see those locks? A credit card could open them and you’re on the bottom floor. Babe. Just no. Tonight you’re packing and moving in with me.”
“Justin, I can’t do that. Not this soon. We barely know each other.” I rush out.
“Why the fuck not? I know you’re mine, I know that baby that’s growing inside of you is mine, and I know I am yours with every ounce of my being.”
I don’t want to agree and seem like a weakling, but I want to give in.
So. Freaking. Bad.
“Can we discuss this after work? We both have to get there and soon, or we’re going to be ridiculously late,” I say as tears are gathering in the corners of my eyes. His words are profound, and I can feel he means every word he’s just said.
“Yea, but just so you know I’m not taking no for an answer. I’ll tie you to my fucking bed and make you orgasm, repeatedly until you say yes.” I can hear the conviction in his voice.
“We’ll see.” I wink, knowing full well I’ll say yes. He’s right. It’s destiny, we were meant to be together.
Chapter Fourteen
Justin
It’s been two months, Gabriella conceded and moved in with me that same day and I thank fuck for that. It did take a few orgasms, on my desk, in my office. She had me saying I love you right afterwards. It slipped out and if it hadn’t been for the look in her eyes and her responding back with a mutual, I love you, I would have been fucked. I’m that deep.
Looking at my desk now, it’s hard to concentrate without thinking of her writhing on my desk, I know it’s something that will get repeated over and over again.
Jane officially retired, and as sad as I was to see her go. I know she’s now doing what she always wanted to, and that’s being a Grandmother.
It’s almost time to head out for the weekend. Weekends are a lot different than they used to be before Gabriella. When she wasn’t in my life, I’d get up and come into the office or work on the next contract without caring about anything else. These days though, they’re different. I look forward to the weekends, seeing Gabs barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen on Saturday mornings making coffee for me and herbal tea for herself, or her singing into a spatula as she flips pancakes. That thought makes me grin. Sundays you can find us out on the patio deck, it’s her favorite place to be. I even replaced the chair with a double lounger, so we can lay together on it. I can’t deny I’ve fucked her multiple times on it too, just as I’m thinking of the way I’ll be taking her on that lounger, Gabs enters my office.
She comes towards me now, not even thinking anything of it as she plants herself in my lap, sideways. I grasp her neck, kissing her thoroughly and leaving her breathless. Her eyes shimmer with need and I can see the want in them too.
“You ready to go home, Baby?” I ask.
“I’ll never get tired of hearing that.”
“What?”
“Home, going home with you is my favorite place to be,” she says dreamily.
“Well let’s get home.”
We leave the office and head home. My phone rings as soon as we’re in the door. I kiss her forehead and tell her I’ll be in the study taking this call. She whispers back she’ll start on dinner.
What she doesn’t know is that I’m merging the company, so I can breathe a little easier and spend more time enjoying our life together, seeing her become a mother to our children, and spoiling her. I want to travel a little, wine and dine her more, and marry her. That one is on the top of my list at the moment. I already have an idea on how I’ll be asking her too.
I answer the phone as soon as I’m in the study.
“What’s up, Damien?” I speak into the phone.