Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 42707 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42707 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
Kissing her shoulder, her neck, he held his weight off her, and Mira tilted her head back to look at him.
“Wow,” she said.
“I can’t get enough of you.”
He eased out of her, settling in close as she spun around. He pushed some of her hair off her face and cupped her cheek. “Where do you want to go on a honeymoon?”
“Drake, this is moving really fast,” she said.
“I know. There’s nothing wrong with riding it though. I’ve got you, Mira. Nothing bad is going to happen.”
She licked her lips. “I know. I believe you when you say you want me. I’m more worried about us. Have you, maybe, blown me up in your mind to be something more than what I am?”
“What do you mean?”
“I guess, think of the one gift you wanted as a kid but never got. You think everything would be better if you’d only had this one toy.”
“What kind of toy?”
She laughed. “I don’t know. A frisbee.”
“Really? A frisbee?”
“I’m being serious here, Drake. Please, try to take me seriously.”
“I am. First of all, a frisbee is a horrible toy to compare yourself to, but I get it. You’re worried I’ve built you up in my head and in a few weeks or months’ time, I won’t want you.”
She shrugged. “I’m not trying to sound sad or lame, or whatever. I’m trying to shed some reality on our situation.” She held up her hand. “We’re still married. We barely know each other.”
“We’ve known each other for years.”
“Yeah, but people say that about serial killers all the time. He was nice, and I didn’t know he had a weekend hobby of gutting people.” She wrinkled her nose. “I don’t even know if there is a serial killer out there that does that. You get my point.”
“I get it.”
“We … need to take this slowly.”
Drake thought about all the times he’d come inside her without a condom. It had been a lot. The contract she originally signed stated she was more than happy to be the mother of his children.
There was no time limit on any of that shit.
He stared at her now. “What do you want to know?”
“To know you. To understand you. To love you a little more.”
This made him pause. “To love me a little more?”
She rolled her eyes. “You caught that.”
“It wasn’t like you were being subtle.”
Mira cupped the back of his neck and kissed him. The softness of her tits pressed against his chest. He held her hip, trailing his other hand down to the base of her back, holding her in place.
“You’re falling in love with me?” he asked.
“You’re a hard person to fall in love with, Drake, but I’m feeling it. I know I signed that contract and I do want to have children with you, a whole lot of them, but I want to know you without babies running around.”
“Babies don’t run around.”
She tapped him lightly on the shoulder. “Don’t be silly. I’m not joking. This isn’t for fun.”
“I get what you’re saying. No babies?” he asked.
“Not yet. We will have babies. Loads of them, in time.” She smiled at him. “Do you mind?”
What did he say to her? “No, I don’t mind.”
He would allow Mira to get to know him. He would do anything for her, but this, he was going to get her pregnant. All his life he knew the pain of rejection, of things being taken from him. He hadn’t gotten to where he was today by being nice or kind, or letting bad things happen.
Mira was his. She didn’t need to know he intended to knock her up. There would be ways around it.
“Great. Do you mind if I arrange to see the doctor to get on the pill? I mean, I’ll have a pregnancy test first, just in case. If we’re pregnant already, I don’t mind, but if not, I’d like for us to get to know each other properly.”
Chapter Ten
She was a married woman.
It was surreal. They’d nearly reached a month of smooth wedded bliss.
Mira admired the two rings on her finger. The gorgeous diamond engagement ring and now the matching wedding band.
Everything had happened so fast, but she wasn’t complaining. When things started out between them, she was just a toy. Now Drake wanted to build a real family with her. It was something she assumed wasn’t in the cards for her. She had settled for spinsterhood before Drake walked into her life.
She was living the dream and had to stop expecting everything to come crashing down around her.
Drake had a rough past, which explained a lot, but there was so much about her husband she still needed to learn. If they were going to spend forever together, they had to build on their love and trust. They’d flown past third base from the get-go. Now it was time to slow things down.