Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
He sighs, rolling his eyes. "Fine. But can I have my headphones? She's making my head hurt again."
I fight a smile, fishing around in my bag for his headphones. He always says she gives him a headache. But as soon as someone else says it, he turns into a little warrior cub, defending his sister. He's allowed to complain about her, but no one else is.
And God forbid if anyone makes her cry. Bentley is as calm as they come, but he'd wage war for his sister. She feels the same way about him. No one messes with Greenley's big brother unless they want to catch hands. Our daughter is a tiny little savage. She definitely gets that from her daddy. I had nothing to do with it. Nothing at all.
"Mommy, help! Help!" she squeals as Easton carries her back toward the blanket spread across the grass. "He's awwesting me."
"Oh no," I whisper, holding my arms out for her. "What did you do?"
"She's going to jail for being cute," Easton says, flashing me a grin. "And for kicking me in the ear."
"I tried to warn you that she was a Ninja in the womb." I pat my belly. "Her baby sister is shaping up to be just like her."
"Sissy!" Greenley cries, squirming for Easton to hand her to me.
"Careful," he reminds her, gently passing her over to me. As soon as she's in my arms, she wiggles until she's laying down with her head against my belly so she can talk to her little sister. She jabbers away, talking so fast none of it makes a bit of sense.
I glance down at her, my heart melting at the sight.
Easton settles on the blanket between me and Bentley, pulling me up against him. His lips brush the side of my head. "What do you think they're talking about?" he asks.
"Their plans to take over the world."
He snorts laughter. "I'm not sure which is worse, the fact that you're probably right, or the fact that there are going to be two of them soon."
"Your fault," I remind him. "You're the one who did this to me."
A lazy grin spreads across his face as he leans close, pressing his lips to my ear. "Damn right I did this to you, baby. And you loved every fucking minute of it." His hand grazes the side of my breast, and I have to fight a groan.
He's right. I did love every second of it. I always do.
He chuckles, nipping my ear, and then snuggles me up against him. I close my eyes, resting my head against his shoulder. "I can't wait to meet her," I whisper. "What do you think she'll be like?"
"You," he says instantly. "She's going to be strong and beautiful and brave and intelligent just like you, princess."
My heart melts, tears springing to my eyes. I don't know what I did to deserve this man, but I'm going to keep doing it. Every single day of forever.