Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 113464 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 567(@200wpm)___ 454(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113464 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 567(@200wpm)___ 454(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
And I’ll find him. Bianca doesn’t want him dead, but she doesn’t need to know. I might not even kill the fucker right away. Watching from afar as his life falls to pieces might be entertaining.
Right now, the only thing that matters is seeing her. I’m jonesing so hard I’m almost salivating with need. My rapid footfalls echo through the hall, but they’re not as fast as the beating of my heart. It’s like having the biggest, best gift ever, always waiting for me. I can’t imagine the thrill ever wearing off.
Following the sound of their voices, I find the girls in the living room.
“What’s this?” I’m glad to see them relaxing together, but they’ve completely dressed down after getting home. Both girls are wearing pajamas, wrapped in blankets, and have their feet up on the couch across from the TV.
“We came home early,” Tatum informs me. “I guess I’m still a little jet lagged.”
“I hate to break in on your girl’s day, but we’re going to dinner tonight. So I’ll need you both to change out of the pajamas and into something nice.”
“Where are we going?” she asks, while Bianca only offers a willing smile. As glad as I am to have my daughter back, I could use a little time alone with my little bird. The sight of her bare legs peeking out from under a blanket makes saliva pool in my mouth.
“Rinaldi’s. We’re leaving at seven-thirty sharp to have dinner with a potential business partner.” As an afterthought, I add, “He has the idea you’ll be marrying his son one day, so keep that in mind.”
Now both girls gape at me like they’ve never heard English. “And where would he get this idea from?” Tatum arches an eyebrow.
“It’s business. Don’t worry about it. I’m only telling you, so it won’t surprise you if it comes up.”
She folds her arms, her lips pursed. “I was thinking I could chill out at home.”
“It’s only four o’clock. You have plenty of time to relax before you get ready.”
Her eye roll comes right on cue. “Spoken like a man. I guess I’d better go find what I’m wearing.” She takes the blanket with her, wrapping it around her body like a cocoon before marching off.
Once her muttering fades to silence, I take her place on the couch, intent on diving under Bianca’s blanket and getting my fix.
She’s too quick for me, sliding further along the couch before I have the chance to touch her. “Hang on a second. This is a business dinner?”
“That’s right.” I reach for her again, disappointed when she frowns. “What? Are we playing cat and mouse? Do you want me to throw you over my shoulder and take you to bed?” As if I need the excuse.
“No. I was only wondering…” She shakes her head. “It’s fine.”
“Don’t do that.” When she looks away, I take her by the chin and turn her face toward mine. “What’s the problem?”
Her forehead creases like she’s in pain. “Who will I be there as? Tatum’s friend? The girl who’s staying in your house until she gets on her feet? Or… your girlfriend?”
That’s one way to kill an erection. “I…”
“It’s okay. That’s why I didn’t want to say it. I’m not trying to put you on the spot.”
“I hadn’t thought about it.” I peel away the blanket. “I want you there. Isn’t that enough?”
“No, no, it is.” Her delicately tapered fingers pick at the blanket’s hem. “But it might be uncomfortable if anybody asks. For both of us. So maybe we should know what to say.”
“I think you’re reading too much into this.” She flinches slightly, and her features pinch together in that pained expression again. I’m not the let’s talk about our feelings guy. She should know that by now.
“Okay, so maybe I’d like to know for myself.” A shrug follows her guilty glance. “Sorry. But we’ve never talked about what we are.”
How naive of me to think we could avoid this. “Haven’t I been clear enough?” This time, when I pull her to me, she melts into my arms with a soft sigh.
“I know. I’m being a pain in the ass.”
“You aren’t.” She is, slightly, but mostly because I would rather be balls deep in her at this moment. Fucking her until our cum drips down the crack of her ass and soaks into the priceless rug beneath us. “If you don’t know how important you are to me, I haven’t done a good enough job of showing you.”
I tilt her chin upward to align our lips and brush mine against hers. “I intend to keep you with me always. I want us to have a life together. There’s nothing else I can say.”
She leans into me, her eyes closing before a voice echoes down the hall. “Are you coming, or what?” Tatum bellows, loud enough for the sound to carry to us.