Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
And yes, Olivia is my woman.
Since the night I fucked up and we confessed our love for each other, Olivia has stayed at my apartment every night. We’ve grown closer in the last week, and my need to have her in my life has grown.
At this point, there’s no other option. Like I told her, she’s mine.
“What are you thinking about?” Olivia asks as she walks up to me. She presses her finger to my forehead, no doubt trying to rub my frown away.
I lean down and inhale her scent. “I’m thinking about you dancing with Kanan.”
“Well, I have good news.”
I hold her tightly, and she fits right against me. “The only good news I want to hear is that I’m not going to have to suffer through a whole fucking song with you in another man’s arms. You know that fucker told me the song is eight minutes long? I’ll fuckin’ throat punch him if you’re in his arms for eight minutes.”
She leans up, pressing her breasts to my chest. “You really are possessive, aren’t you?”
I kiss her neck and then nibble on her earlobe before whispering, “Only with you. I’ve never been like this with anyone else, but just the thought of you with someone else makes me crazy, Olivia. It’s not fair that they get to look at you and I don’t.”
She pulls me down so she can whisper in my ear, “Yeah, but you’re the one that gets to touch me. You’re the one that makes me come and scream your name. You’re the one that I get to love.”
“Fuck me, can we just leave?”
I pat his chest. “I’ll tell you what. I’ll give you the good news, and if you still want to leave, we’ll blow off the rest of the party, the dance and everything, and we’ll go home and make love.”
‘“Mmmm,” I say.
She smiles against my neck. “What’s that ‘mmmmm’ about?”
“I like it when you call it home and when you say make love.”
She pulls back, and I can feel her gazing up at me. “Yeah, well that’s what it is, Mr. Hawk.”
I nod, tucking her against me, not wanting to let her go. “Yes, it is. It’s our home, and we do make love. Lots of it.”
“It’s because you’re insatiable.”
I blurt out a laugh. “Me? Honey, when I woke up this morning, my dick was in your mouth.”
She groans as she covers my mouth with her hand. “Jason, my high school music teacher was walking by when you said that. Oh God, now he’s watching us from across the room.”
I’m completely unfazed. “Good. I want every man to know I’m the only dick you want.”
“Ugh” she moans. “Really, Jason?”
I shrug. “It’s the truth.”
She moves to my side, and I tuck her against me. “All right, well, back to the good news. Kanan had to leave. Walker came and got him. He said there was some woman at the compound looking for him, and he ran out of here. So he’s not going to be able to dance with me after all.”
“Fuck yeah.” I punch my fist in the air triumphantly.
“So you’ll dance with me?” she asks.
I laugh. “As long as you realize I’m not a dancer. I will give it my best shot.”
She giggles. “All you have to do is hold me in your arms and sway back and forth. That’s it.”
I shrug. “I can definitely do that.”
Just as I say it, the announcer comes on. “Now that the bride and groom have had their first dance, we are inviting the wedding party to the dance floor.”
Olivia pats my chest. “That’s us, big guy.”
I walk with her side by side to the dance floor. “Natalie’s dancing with Beau,” she announces as I take her in my arms.
“Yeah, I didn’t figure Beau would be game on letting me dance with his wife anyway.”
Olivia grunts, “Yeah, even though she’s married, I didn’t like when you had to escort her down the aisle.”
I circle my arms around her and whisper in her ear, “You were jealous.”
She nods. “I was. I’ll admit it. I know you joke about it all the time, but you’re mine too, Jason Hawk. I don’t like to share either.”
“Noted. I got you. But there’s something else we should probably talk about while we’re being all honest and up front with each other.”
She asks me softly, “Oh yeah, what’s that?”
“Someday, probably soon, I’m going to ask you to marry me, and I’m hoping you’ll say yes. So I need you to get ready for it. Get your head wrapped around it or whatever you need to do because you and I are going to have forever together, Mrs. Future Olivia Hawk.”
I wait for her to tell me it’s too fast or I need to slow down. I’m holding my breath, and I let it out in a big gust when she says. ‘Yeah, okay. I’ll be ready.”