Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 66099 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66099 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
“Jace, do you ever regret marrying me?” I want to answer this shit for the one hundredth time. What is it with women? The guys were all complaining about the same thing, except for Alex who was always smiling these days, the fuck.
“Sian, just like I told you yesterday and the day before that, even if I live to be a hundred, I won’t ever regret the best decision I ever made.”
“But we’re so young.” I rolled my eyes and dried her feet that she couldn’t hardly see anymore. “Does that mean that you regret it because you’re younger than I am?”
That one always stumps her but she still asks the same damn question over and over. So I knew what was coming next. “But it’s not the same for men.”
“That’s not sexist or anything. I should start worrying as often as you ask me that. Maybe you’re the one who regrets marrying me, and having Junior.” I rubbed her tummy with a long face.
“Oh no, that’s not true, it’s just…. I worry that you may think you rushed into things one day.”
“Is that how you feel? Like I rushed you into things?”
“No, that’s not what I’m saying….” She went on to explain all the reasons she didn’t feel that way while I kept the sulk on my face.
I don’t know how she keeps falling for this shit, must be the hormones. She knows damn good and well that it wouldn’t matter to me if she had regrets or not, we’re married and we’re gonna stay married. The fuck!
* * *
JACE
* * *
“I like this set-up, I have to get the details before we leave.”
“I kinda had an idea you would. You not thinking about doing something like this back in L.A. are you?” I slapped Track on the shoulder and turned to look at the others who were walking around the yard. I think my guys had a serious case of hero worship.
“You have the most interesting friends Track.”
“I’m not sure that that’s what we are yet. But I get the feeling that this little invite was about more than you meeting my sister.”
“Picked up on that did you?”
That Mancini character bears watching. I did my research but didn’t find much, until I went digging. His firewalls kicked mine out and back and forth we went until I realized he was watching me watching him.
He hadn’t said anything since we landed, but I knew it was only a matter of time. The atmosphere was heavy with….something. “I like the way they take care of their women. That’s how I’ve been measuring them since we got here. Let’s go see what it is they really want from us.”
“Are you going to take the others in there with us?” I looked back at the other three. “No, let them enjoy their youth for as long as they can. I have a feeling.” And that feeling had my blood already heating with excitement. From the minute we stepped foot on this place I knew I was going to like it here, and what’s more, like these men.
They’d done almost exactly what I had in mind for my guys and me. Only I was going to need a hell of a lot more space than this.
We walked back to the mansion that they’d set up as their command center and where we were staying because we weren’t about to be separated in a strange place.
Sian was being fawned over by the women as she’d been since we landed so I had no worries and this place was almost as well secured as back home. I put my finger to my mouth to shush Track when we came up outside the office door.
“We already know what the kid is capable of. If he hadn’t switched out the senator’s glasses we never would’ve been in time to get the bead on him. For him to even come up with that shit was one thing, but for him to make the shit himself takes it to a whole other level.”
“That’s Track, he’s family now since Devon married his sister, but what about the others?”
“I can tell you now Logan, the Saunders kid is the leader, the rest of them aren’t going to make a move without him, and he’s not gonna move without them.”
“How do you know that Mancini?”
“Because he’s fucking me that’s how I know. It’s almost fucking spooky how much this kid reminds me of me. That little shit tried hacking into my shit, and damn near succeeded. I don’t think we should sleep on these kids. They look innocent enough but they’re more than they seem.”
I motioned for Track to follow me back outside. “ “Now we can call the others.” We made sure the girls were taken care of which they were. They were sitting around one of the houses with the other women talking babies and weddings, the universal language of women.