Total pages in book: 15
Estimated words: 14079 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 70(@200wpm)___ 56(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14079 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 70(@200wpm)___ 56(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
I give my head a shake, wondering if I’m losing my fucking mind. “Yes? What do you want?” My question comes out gruff, and my heart squeezes in my chest as she winces and swallows. I want to kick my own ass for snapping at my girl.
My girl? What the fuck?
She takes a deep breath and smiles. “Mr. Tempest? Miles Tempest?”
My cock throbs from the sound of my name leaving her pouty lips. “Yes.” Finding my soulmate standing on my doorstep completely wipes all coherent thoughts from my mind. The curvy little brunette glances up, and I watch as her liquid honey eyes widen. Her full, plum-colored lips fall open slightly, and I notice the tiny mole on the corner of her upper lip.
The beauty takes a deep breath and stands up straight. Damn. She can’t be much more than five feet tall, but my girl was blessed with abundant curves. Curves in all the right places. My mouth waters at the thought of exploring every inch of her sweet body.
“I’m Allie from Gatsby Books. I have the book you ordered.” She holds up a black bag, and I corral my raging desire. “You’re in luck. We had one copy left.”
Oh, fuck. I totally forgot I’d ordered the new Slade Gray release. “I thought it wasn’t coming out until next week?”
“No.” She shakes her head, and I can see a blush moving up her throat. “This particular story has been out for a while.”
What the fuck? Did I order the wrong book? This off-season, I’ve been busting my ass trying to finally get my house the way I want it. When I heard about the latest Slade Gray release, I wanted to preorder it so I’d have it on release day, but I was preoccupied so there’s no telling what I actually ordered.
Ever since my new house was completed, I’ve wanted to change a few things and make it my forever home, but I haven’t had time. Between moving to Silver Spoon Falls, watching my little sister fall in love with and marry a pain-in-the-ass bodyguard, and keeping up with my hockey career, I’m catching myself in both directions.
Last weekend, I decided to buy paint and get started. It’s the only way I’ll ever be able to fit this project into my busy schedule. I wince at the thought of inviting Allie into my messy house, but we have to sort this shit out.
“Why don’t you come in and we see what’s going on here?” I need to check my confirmation and see what the hell happened. Then I can switch gears and throw myself into wooing Allie. In an instant, all of my priorities change, and winning her heart becomes the most important. All the rest can wait until I know my curvy little honey bun is mine forever.
“I’d prefer just to leave this with you.” She shoves the bag into my hand and takes a step back. “If it’s the wrong book, you can come by Gatsby Books whenever you have the chance and exchange it. Scarlett, my partner, will be happy to help you.”
Before I’m able to pull my head from my ass and stop her, my soulmate hops in her car and pulls away like the hounds of hell are nipping at her heels.
Soon, very soon, little honey bun, I’m going to make sure you don’t ever get away from me again.
I step back into my living room and pull open the black bag. I blink several times as I pull the book out and see purple tentacles on the cover. Blinking, I flip through it. Holy shit. This isn’t the latest Slade Gray book. There are things happening in this book that blow my mind. Eight fucking cocks?
I feel the floor drop out from beneath me as a thought occurs to me. My fucking soulmate thinks I read this shit. There’s only one, maybe two men brave enough to do this shit to me.
I trip over another fucking box as I rush through the house looking for my phone. Once I find it on my dresser, I scroll down to find the group chat with Grizz, my brother-in-law, otherwise known as PIMAD or pain-in-my-ass-dickhead, and Giant asshole.
Me
I’m going to ax murder whoever sent this shit to me. It’s going to be slow and painful.
I’m sure they’re waiting for me to text once I received their little present.
Giant asshole
Come again?
PIMAD
He’s finally lost it. I told you it was coming.
Me
Fuck both of you. Who sent me the goddamn tentacle porn book?
There’s a good minute or so pause before the next text comes in.
Giant asshole
Tentacle porn? I really want to take credit for that. It’s goddamn brilliant. I fucking wish I’d thought of it.
PIMAD
I just spit coffee all over my desk. Please send me a photo of the book in question.