Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 164459 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 822(@200wpm)___ 658(@250wpm)___ 548(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 164459 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 822(@200wpm)___ 658(@250wpm)___ 548(@300wpm)
I’d have gone to jail all for two seconds of revenge. It isn’t worth losing everything.
I’ve got my Jenny back. I need her by my side. I’m not letting this woman go and I fucking mean that.
* * *
I rub my hair dry as Jenny wraps a towel around her body. She’s smiling way too hard right now and I know the exact reason why. That’s the best sex I’ve had in ages. It was like our first time again, only the full connection was there. Our bodies reunited and nothing could tear them apart.
“I’m sorry I had you worried, Jenny,” I murmur.
She shakes her head, waving a hand. “It’s okay.” Turning to pick up her toothbrush and the toothpaste, she drops a dab on the brush and then sticks it in her mouth.
I follow suit, grabbing my toothbrush and then taking the toothpaste out of her hand. She side-eyes me with a faint smile. It’s adorable, that smile of hers.
We brush our teeth in silence, and when we’re finally done, she studies my face, giving me a look as she opens the door. The look. My eyebrows shoot up as she swings it open and steps out, swaying her hips.
I watch her ass, her long, sleek legs. I want to be between those legs again. Badly.
Following her out of the bathroom, I wrap a hand around her waist when she meets in the middle of the room, but it’s as we look up that we see Kylie.
She’s sitting upright with my headphones on, bobbing her head to some upbeat song I can hear fading in and out. She’s turns her head to look at us and then grins, wiggling her eyebrows.
Pulling the headphones off, she says, “I see you found your guy.” She’s looking at Jenny.
“Yeah,” Jenny laughs. “Oscar brought him up.”
“Yeah. That’s good.” She stands up, pressing her lips, fighting a smile. “I see you found him… in the shower… naked… and wet.”
Jenny’s face turns beet red as I choke on a laugh. “Oh my goodness, Kylie!”
“Hey!” Kylie throws her hands in the air, holding up a guiltless stance. “You see I had the headphones on. I don’t know whose they were and I really didn’t care as long as I could block out the moaning and sighing.”
Jenny walks forward and grabs her suitcase. “Well, I’m glad you didn’t listen.”
I chuckle. “I really couldn’t care less.”
“Of course you couldn’t, Drake. What do you care about?” Kylie punches my shoulder as she frowns at me. I’m sure it’s meant to hurt, but let’s just say she hits like a girl. “Where in the hell were you? We were up all night looking for your rabid ass!”
“He was at the Aria the whole time.” Jenny rolls her eyes, clearly exasperated with the thought of it.
“The Aria?” Kylie looks confused.
“By the pool.” I try to justify myself.
“Doesn’t the pool close at six?”
“Exactly!” Jenny shouts. “That’s why we didn’t bother looking around there that much. I think we were all just a little too tipsy, drunk—whatever. The sober me would have definitely thought to look there.”
“Why in the hell were you at the pool?” Kylie thins her eyes at me.
“Needed some air… and space.”
“You didn’t beat anyone up, did you?”
“No. He was a good boy.” I glance at Jenny, smirking. She bites a smile, her cheeks blazing red now.
“Well… you know what?” Kylie looks between us. “You two love birds clearly need some more time alone. Don’t worry. I called Oscar already. He’s on the way. In the mean, I will be downstairs, grabbing coffee that is hot enough to sear my brain of what I know just happened in that shower.”
I laugh as she steps into her shoes and fluffs her hair in the mirror. “You have fun with that, Kylie.”
“Oh, I will.” Walking to the door, Kylie grabs the doorknob and pulls it open. Before she can go, she says, “Be good to my girl. I don’t want to have to come back to whoop some Doomsday ass.”
“Ha!” That’s a good one. She stuns me. Really, she does. Such a bold spirit.
“Later, Kylie,” Jenny chimes.
“Later, baby love.”
My eyes swing over to Jenny who is now giggling. “She’s wild.”
“That’s your best friend.” I laugh.
“I know I’m not going to hear the end of this one. And you know she’s going to spill it all to Oscar, so be prepared for that conversation to strike.”
“Most likely.” I sit down on the edge of the bed.
“So, when are you leaving?” she asks, picking out a strapless blue dress from the closet.
“Tomorrow afternoon, around one.”
She pauses, clutching the dress in hand. “You’re sure about this, Drake? I mean, I don’t want you to feel like we are rushing back into this or anything.”
“Jenny, I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.” I stand and walk towards her, tucking her hair behind her ear when I get close. “I want you with me. I’m positive about it. The question is, are you?”