Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29460 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29460 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
“You don’t have to—”
“Jenna,” I growled. “Stop telling me what I don’t have to do. If I didn’t want to, I wouldn’t offer.”
She giggled and clasped her hands in front of her. “Okay.”
I pretended to write something on one of the charts in front of me in order to have a second for my cock to calm the hell down. Then I exhaled slowly before pushing my chair away from my desk and standing. I stalked over to the coat tree and grasped her peacoat—which we needed to talk about since it was not nearly warm enough for this weather. I helped her into it before snagging my long wool overcoat and shrugging it on.
As we headed for the exit, I wound a scarf around my neck and pulled on thick leather gloves. I glanced over at Jenna to make sure she was bundling up and couldn’t help smiling at the adorable vision she made.
She had a knitted—or maybe crocheted…or whatever—white eternity scarf around her neck with a matching beret-type cap on her head. She had also pulled on gloves that went with the ensemble but had a ruffle of fluffy fabric round the top. Her blond hair hung in soft waves all around her, and she’d put on boots with the same fluffy stuff at the top as her gloves. She looked like a snow bunny, and it was cute as fuck.
I opened the door and held it for her, nodding at Linus when he appeared and opened the back door to the Town Car. It was bitterly cold, so I hurried over and climbed into the car after Jenna.
She scooted all the way over, and I had to clench my hands into fists to stop from hauling her across the seat to plaster her against my side.
Giving her a ride home had been a very stupid idea. Being in this close space…alone…fuck. But I hated the idea of her taking public transit. Or a cab. Or even a ride with her father’s chauffeur.
I was too damn possessive. After one fucking day.
I couldn’t imagine how I’d be once I finally claimed her. It would probably be considered an unhealthy level, but I couldn’t bring myself to give a single fuck about my over-the-top impulses when it came to Jenna.
Her floral scent filled the car, making my cock throb with need. Heaven was so damn close…yet so far away.
I hit the button for the partition, and when it lowered, I ignored Linus’s questioning glance.
“How was your first day, sunshine?”
Jenna filled with light and excitement as she described each of the babies she’d worked with. To my surprise and pleasure, she told me that she’d also met several of the parents, and they’d asked her who they should talk to make sure she was the one spending time with their children.
Just from the small interactions I’d observed, I’d known Justice hadn’t exaggerated when he said that Jenna had a way with kids. But it was great to have the proof through the words of the parents of my patients. It would make it less complicated when I finally met with Regina. I’d been dodging her calls all day, not in the mood to explain myself. It wasn’t as though what she said would change my mind, but I didn’t want anyone causing awkwardness for Jenna.
When we reached our building, Linus pulled into the garage and stopped at the elevators rather than parking like he usually would. I smiled at his intuitive thinking—knowing I wouldn’t want Jenna walking any farther in the cold than she had to.
“I have it, Linus,” I said, waving him off when he started to get out of the car. After opening the door, I climbed out and held my hand inside for Jenna to grasp before I helped her out.
Grudgingly, I released it when she was steady on her feet. Then I shut the door and tapped the hood, although Linus predictably waited until we were inside the building before heading to his designated parking spot. He had an apartment on the third floor, which was very convenient for me. However, I wasn’t sure how things would work when I bought a townhouse for my hopefully soon-to-be growing family.
My thoughts returned to Jenna when the elevator arrived, and we shuffled onto it. I swiped my fob and hit the number for my floor, then she did the same, except she pressed P for the penthouse. With nine children, Justice had been creative in expanding his two-level, three-bedroom apartment.
Blair’s father had occupied the other apartment on his floor, but when his daughter gave birth to his fourth grandchild, he moved down a few. Then Justice had taken over the entirety of three floors to create a triplex penthouse that had almost twenty-thousand square feet.
I considered whether to buy or create a similar residence, especially since Justice had also made sure there was over two thousand square feet of outdoor space for his kids to play in. A townhouse would offer more privacy, but it would likely have less of a yard. Somehow, I would need to figure out a way to learn Jenna’s preference without her guessing my motivation. Quickly, because I wanted to have our home ready before the ink was dry on our marriage license. And it would make things much harder for her father to try to take her from me if we weren’t living in the same building.