Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Once the meal comes, we thankfully get off baseball and start talking about other more interesting subjects, like me.
“So, how did you two meet?” Enzo asks as he chomps down on an onion ring.
Roman tells the story of how it felt like he was struck by lightning when he saw me in the general store. I start to blush as he explains how intense it was.
“You’re lucky,” Enzo says with a tinge of sadness in his voice. “Finding your mate and discovering that she’s a wonderful girl like Bailey.”
“I agree,” Roman says with a smile.
“Stop,” I say with a shy laugh as they look at me.
Enzo dips his head as he fixes his napkin in his lap.
“She’ll come,” I tell him. “It’s destiny.”
“Yeah,” he says with a sigh. “I’ve been waiting long enough. Where is she?”
“She’s out there,” Roman tells him. “And when you find her, it will be worth the wait. Trust me.”
“I hope she comes soon,” Enzo whispers. I know how hard it’s been for him. He’s been waiting for his mate and talking about her since he was fifteen years old. Twelve years later and still no sign of her.
“I know it can be hard,” Roman says with a sympathetic look. “It can be devastating to go to bed alone knowing your mate is out there without you. But you have to stay positive. You can’t succumb to despair because if you do, you won’t be the mate she deserves when she finally shows up.”
Enzo looks at him for a long moment and then nods. “I was wrong about you, Roman. And I’ve never seen my sister so happy.”
He smiles at me and I’m so filled with relief I could start singing.
“You guys don’t need my blessing,” he goes on. “But you have it. I’m glad you’re part of the family now.”
“Even though I beat your ass?” Roman asks with a grin.
Enzo lets out a deep belly laugh. “Yeah, right. I seem to recall your head bouncing off the pavement after one of my famous right hooks.”
“You’re probably suffering from brain damage from one of my uppercuts and it’s affecting your memory,” Roman answers with a grin. “Common problem.”
I jump in before they duke it out between the tables of families. “Yes, you’re both very strong manly masculine men. Can we stop with the fighting please?”
They both look at me, then look at each other and start laughing. I can’t help but join in.
“Does this mean you’re going to be friends?” I ask, full of hope. There’s nothing I want more.
Enzo sticks out his hand. “Start fresh?”
A smile bursts across my face when Roman shakes it. “Start fresh.”
I don’t know how I would have handled having my brother and my man fighting. I’m glad I don’t have to find out.
“What about the rest of the guys?” I ask. “The Dixon brothers and the firefighters. Do you think they’ll be friends too?”
Roman and Enzo look at each other and then burst out laughing.
I guess I can’t have it all.
I climb onto Roman as he’s lying in bed for the night and kiss his lips. “Thank you,” I whisper.
“For what?”
“For trying. With my brother.”
“He’s a part of you, which means he’s a part of me too now.”
“Still. It means a lot.”
We’ve been together for ten days and they’ve been the best ten days of my life by far. I got my things and already moved in. There was no point in fighting it or dragging it out. It was inevitable and we didn’t want to waste any more time apart.
I love it here with Mary, the guys, the animals, and even Moose. They welcomed me into their family immediately and I’ve never felt so much love.
Speaking of feeling love…
I start to kiss my way down Roman’s big chest, loving the feel of his chest hairs on my lips. He’s such a masculine alpha of a man and I adore him.
The mark on my neck begins to tingle like it always does when we’re about to have some fun. I love that I have a piece of him on me. Even when we’re apart, it feels like we’re together because of this mark. I cherish it and sometimes even stare at it in the mirror.
My lips make their way to his hard abs and I lick and kiss my way down. He’s already so hard. I drag my palm over his big erection, loving the heavy groans rumbling out of his throat.
“Are you tired of me yet?” I ask as I straddle his big body.
“Never,” he grumbles as I press my pussy down on him. He’s wearing nothing but pajama pants and I only have one of his old t-shirts on.
“Are you sure?” I ask with a grin as I grind my pussy on him. “Because I can leave if you want.”