Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 13530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 68(@200wpm)___ 54(@250wpm)___ 45(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 68(@200wpm)___ 54(@250wpm)___ 45(@300wpm)
“It’s not like we won’t be back in town tomorrow. It’ll be safe.”
“Alright, you’re the boss,” she says laughing.
Closing the door, I walk around to the driver’s side of the truck and jump in.
“Where are we going?” she asks when I drive past the turnoff to our street.
“I booked a room at one of those novelty bed-and-breakfasts off of the interstate.”
“Oh, really? What’s the theme?”
“Caveman,” I say, chuckling.
“Oh Lord, you and your caveman ways.”
“When I saw it, I had to book it,” I tell her, merging onto the interstate.
After twenty minutes are so, we are there and. Another ten minutes and we are checked in.
“It’s so cute,” she says, touching the refrigerator that’s been camouflaged to look like a rock.
“Cute?” I say walking up behind her, kissing her neck.
“Uh-huh,” she moans.
“I love you, sugar. You know, that right?” I rasp into her ear, before nipping it.
“Uh-huh,” she moans again. “I love you too, Con.”
“I’d do anything for you.”
“Anything?”
“Anything.”
“Give me another baby,” she says suddenly.
“You got it, my love.”
I’ll give this woman all the babies she wants. Every minute of every day I love this woman more than the day before and nothing will ever change that. I can’t wait to see what the rest of our lives has in store for us.
Bangin’ was just the beginning. Love waits for no one.
Epilogue
Sabrina
Ten Years Later
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I say looking down at the pregnancy test in my hands. I’m thirty-two years old, and my youngest is almost ten. I thought I was done having babies, but I guess not. I wonder how Conrad is going to feel about this. He’s still working at the fire station, still the captain. He has had no desire to go higher up the command chain.
“What’s wrong?” Mom asks. She’s blow-drying her hair after going swimming in our new pool.
“I’m pregnant again.” I can and I can’t believe it if you know what I mean.
“What? That’s fantastic news.”
“It is. I never thought I’d be holding babies again until I was a granny, ya know.”
“Well, these things happen,” she says, laughing. After Eli, she had two more kids in rapid succession. James is great with them, really, but he’s nearing sixty-seven now, though he doesn’t look it. I’m sure he’s ready to retire and relax with my mom, but they have a fourteen-year-old, a twelve-year-old, and a ten-year-old. There’s no rest coming anytime soon.
“I know, but it’s been so long since Jasmine was born.”
“Maybe you should get on birth control,” she says. “I had to.”
“I suppose. I don’t wanna be one of the old school TV families with twenty kids whose names all begin with a J, remember those?” I wonder why shows like that aren’t on anymore.
“I do. Those were great bingers,” she says, laughing.
“How am I going to tell the kids?” I think about Miracle, CJ, JJ, and baby Jasmine, who’s not so little anymore.
“They’ll be fine. I’m sure they’ll be excited,” she says, laughing.
“You’re right.” I’ve got the best kiddos in the world, they’ll be excited.
I sent the kids home with my mom for the night, so that when Conrad comes home, I can tell him. If his reaction is anything like the other times, we’ll need privacy.
I make him his favorite dinner, beef stroganoff, and wear my sexiest robe.
“You’re pregnant, aren’t you?” he asks. I gasp because I didn’t hear him come in. Sneaky fucker.
“How’d you know?” I ask without turning around.
“I know you, sugar. I know you better than anyone. You have your knocked-up robe on.”
I laugh loudly and turn the stove off, then turn to face him.
“What do you think about that?” I ask, biting my bottom lip.
“I’m thrilled, sugar. Can dinner wait?” he asks, just like I knew he would. “You know how I get when you’re filled with my kid.”
“I do and it can,” I say, walking into his open arms. He lifts me up onto the counter and proceeds to love me like there’s no tomorrow.
Tomorrow may not be guaranteed, but no one can love me like this man and there’s something magical about that. He made my life infinitely better and I’ll love him till the day I die.
Bangin’ was just the beginning. Love waits for no one.