Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 113934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 570(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 570(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
I peered over toward Skylar. She was looking out the window, humming to a country song on the radio.
She was the reason I was so nervous.
Shit, I just want this to be special for her.
What if she thinks I suck?
I shook my head and cleared everything out—all the worry, the doubts, the threats from Skylar’s dad, Mitch, and Skip. Skip’s was the best. He had sent a Marine buddy to personally deliver his threat, and it was very effective, to say the least.
“Are you nervous?” Skylar asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.
I quickly glimpsed over at her and smiled before looking back at the road. “I just don’t want to disappoint you or push you into this too fast.”
She let out a giggle and reached for my hand. “Wyatt, you could never disappoint me. I want this. I want this more than anything.”
“Skip’s gonna kill me, Sky, if he finds out I brought you to a cottage and had my wicked way with you.” I glanced and winked at her.
She squeezed my hand and let out a laugh. My heart started beating harder as I pulled down the country road that led to the small cottage where we would be staying the night. She started humming again as she rubbed her thumb along my hand. I was instantly calm.
As I turned down the drive, I noticed her sitting up straighter.
She pulled her hand from mine and put it up to her mouth. “Oh my God, Wyatt.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
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Skylar
MY NERVES WERE instantly calmed when I saw all the white lights in the trees. It was amazing.
“I’ve never seen anything so beautiful,” I said as Wyatt parked his truck.
Running the back of his hand down my cheek, he whispered, “I have.”
When I turned to look at him, our eyes caught. My heart felt as if it’d stopped.
I will never, ever love anyone like I love him.
I quickly jumped out of the truck and ran up onto the porch. When I turned back around, Wyatt’s smile about dropped me to the ground. I couldn’t help but smile back at him. He reached into the back and grabbed our bags. He leaned over and began searching for something. He stood up and seemed to be frozen in place.
“Wyatt? Are you coming or what?”
“Yep, coming!”
He walked up the steps and set the bags down while he reached into his pocket for the key. The moment he pushed the door open, I raced inside.
“Let me get the lights,” Wyatt said with a chuckle.
Spinning around the room, I let out a gasp. “Wyatt, it’s perfect. It feels like an old English cottage. Look at the furniture and the decorations. It’s amazing!”
Wyatt walked up to me and placed his hands on my hips. “Yep, it’s all very beautiful. Just like you, angel.”
The look in his eyes was nothing but pure love. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I whispered, “It’s perfect. You’re perfect! Everything about this evening is prefect.”
Wyatt stroked my hair, and I could tell he was just as nervous as I was, maybe even a bit more.
“Skylar, I have one more thing I need to do before we…before we make love.”
Oh, please don’t be having second thoughts. I didn’t know what I would do if he said he wanted to wait.
“I only want you, Wyatt. I don’t care about anything else. Please, I want to feel you. I’ve wanted you since the first day I put my eyes on you.”
There were a few times when we had come so close to making love, but we’d always stopped. Wyatt would say he didn’t want our first time to be in his truck or my bedroom. We’d almost lost control on the sofa in my living room. I had known Wyatt was on the verge of giving in, as was I, until Mitch had pulled into the driveway, getting home early from his date with Michelle. He’d saved us from making a mistake I knew we would have regretted.
“Oh Christ, Sky, you have no idea how much I want to be with you. But I also want to be with you forever, not just tonight.”
My entire body felt like it was on fire. The pounding of my heart in my ears was almost deafening.
When Wyatt touched me, my body flinched.
“Every morning, I want to wake up to your beautiful face. I want to roll over in the middle of the night, reach for you, and pull you to me just so I can smell your hair and touch your beautiful soft skin. I want to spend every waking moment with you. Hell, I’ll even change my degree to be in every one of your classes, if you asked me to.”
My heart had never felt so full, so happy.
With a giggle, I asked, “Wyatt, are you asking me to move in with you?”