Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 40635 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 203(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40635 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 203(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
"You have to do it as long as it takes," Mina says.
Our daughter huffs. "But how long is that, Mommy?"
"As long as it takes, Brinley Grace."
I bite my lip, fighting a smile. Jesus Christ. She's just fucking like Mina. The two of them are going to be fire and ice when she's a teenager. I can already see it happening.
"Fine." Brinley looks at me with wide, innocent eyes. "Can I still meet Kasen, Daddy?"
A growl rumbles from my lips. "No."
Her bottom lip quivers again, a fresh wave of tears welling in her eyes.
Ah, fuck.
"I mean, maybe when we get back, princess."
"Promise?"
I glance up at Mina, only to find her fighting laughter. I narrow my eyes at her. This is her fault. She gave me a daughter. A perfect, priceless little angel. And that perfect, priceless little angel is already stressing me the fuck out. I'm supposed to be her hero. Not Kasen Alexander.
"Yeah," I sigh, rubbing her back. "Promise."
She squeals, throwing her arms around me. And damn if that doesn't make me feel fifty feet tall and bulletproof.
"Go brush your teeth, lovebug," Mina murmurs after a moment. "We'll be there in a minute to get you tucked in."
Brinley nods, hugs me again, and then scurries out of the room.
"You looked like you could use a minute," Mina says softly, resting her hand against my back.
"I'm jealous as hell that Kasen is her hero," I admit. "I never got to be that for her, and she's already outgrowing me."
"Hey." Mina cups my cheek, turning my face toward her. "You know why she wants to meet him so bad?"
"Because she's obsessed with him," I growl, scowling at the thought.
"No." She smiles gently. "He wrote that song Daddy's Little Girl. It's her favorite," she whispers. "She listens to it constantly, Grayson. You know why? Because even when you weren't here, she's always been your little girl. You've always been her hero. She loves that song because she loves you. Kasen gave her something that made her feel connected to you, that's why she adores him so much."
"Fuck," I whisper, swallowing the lump in my throat. I don't think I'm ever going to get used to the way my girls love me. I see it. I feel it. But fuck me, it's so good it hurts in the best way possible.
I pull myself together, haul myself to my feet, and drag Mina into my arm, awe and gratitude crashing together in the center of my chest. "Thank you," I breathe, my lips coming down on hers. "Thank you for giving me this. For giving me her. For letting me back in." I exhale a shaking breath against her lips, every fiber of my being straining toward this incredible woman. "Thank you for choosing me again and again."
She smiles up at me, her emerald eyes light. "Don't you remember, Grayson? I'll always choose you. Always."
Epilogue
Mina
One Month Later
"Grayson!" I moan, my back arching off the bed as his teeth close around my nipple, sending a jolt straight to my clit. "Oh, god, please…"
"Louder, baby," he breathes against my skin, grinding the root of his erection against my clit. "Scream for me if you want to come."
I whimper his name instead, dragging my nails down his shoulders. He grunts in response, his hips crashing against mine again and then again. Each thrust sends lava through my veins in a glorious rush.
"Come on, wife," he growls, nipping at the side of my breast. "I want to hear that sweet voice while you're gushing all over my cock. Give it to me."
Wife…
Oh, God. I'm his wife again.
The reminder does something to me. Sets me ablaze like a supernova.
I throw my head back, screaming as I shatter into pieces around him.
"That's it," he groans. "Just like that." He drives into me again and again as I shake and shiver beneath him, reeling through the aftershocks. His teeth in my skin as he grunts my name sends me catapulting over the edge into oblivion again. His cock twitches and jerks, his cum hot as he spills inside me over and over, chanting my name like it's his favorite song.
I fall limp beneath him, gasping for breath.
"Mommy! Mommy!"
"Fuck," he growls, dragging the blankets up over us half a second before the door bursts open and Brinley comes racing into the room, her hair all wild around her face.
She doesn't even stop before she dives on top of the bed, curling up beside me. "We're going on tour today!" she says, flailing her little hands.
"Yeah, baby girl," I whisper as Grayson carefully slides out of me, rolling to the side. "We are."
"Is that why you were screaming? Cause you're excited?"
I nearly choke on my tongue.
"That's exactly why she was screaming," Grayson says, his voice a wicked rumble. "She's very excited."
I elbow him in the ribcage.