Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 23426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
“I’m still in awe of this place,” I say as I look out at the striking mountainous view. “Do you think I’ll ever get used to it?”
I turn around when he doesn’t answer, and then gasp when I see him down on one knee.
“What are you doing?” I ask with my heart pounding.
He reaches into his coat and pulls out a tiny blue box.
Is that—?
“Abby,” he says in a deep silky voice as he opens the box and reveals the most beautiful sparkling ring I’ve ever seen. “Marry me, baby. I need you in my life. Be my wife and I’ll make you the happiest woman on the planet.”
I cover my mouth with my trembling hand as I stare down at him in shock.
“Will you marry me?”
Being bold has paid off so far. It’s not time to chicken out now…
Tears flood my eyes as I nod my head up and down. “Yes,” I say as my happy tears leak out. “Yes, I’ll marry you!”
He leaps up, lifts me off my feet, and spins me around as he hollers like it’s the happiest moment of his life. I wrap my arms and legs around his thick body and squeeze him back.
We’re getting married! I can’t believe it.
I bury my face into the crook of his muscular neck and breathe in his warm comforting scent—a scent that I’ll get to smell for the rest of my lucky life.
Epilogue
Abby
Eighteen months later…
“There’s my little munch!” I squeal when I see my little one all bundled up in Julian’s arms. I leap over the counter at the bakery and run right up to the two most precious people on the planet and give them a huge hug.
Our baby Nathan is eight months old and absolutely adorable. He’s all bundled up in his snowsuit with only his big red cheeks and his bright blue eyes that he got from his father visible.
“Did you have fun with Daddy?”
He squeals and kicks his little legs.
“I always knew you two would have some seriously cute babies,” Trish says as she hurries around the counter to say hi. Of course, she looks Julian up and down. She can’t seem to help it and honestly, I don’t blame her.
“Hey, Trish,” Julian says as he flashes her a big smile.
She starts to blush like she always does. “Hi, Julian.”
Every time he speaks to her, this strong confident woman looks like she’s about to break out into giggles. It’s not just with Julian though. All of the hot mountain men in the Greene Mountains seem to have that effect on her.
We get Nathan out of his snowsuit and the three of us grab a table by the brick wall. I grab us some treats and we all laugh as Nathan rips open a piece of warm bread and shoves it into his mouth with his eyes popping open.
I love my little family.
Julian and I got married the fall before last. We were engaged for about five minutes before we couldn’t take it anymore and got married. It was a gorgeous ceremony in the Greene Mountain Lodge. A bunch of my family and friends made it up for the weekend and we had a blast. It was perfect.
I moved into Julian’s house and never looked back. I was sad to give up my cute little apartment over the bakery, but I got over it very quickly once I realized I got to sleep in the same bed as Julian and his big cock every night.
After I got pregnant, which was a surprise even though we’ve never used any protection, my days of working at the bakery were numbered. I stopped when I became too big to move around without bumping into Scott or Trish every time I turned around. Now that Nathan is here, I still work one or two shifts a week to help out Trish. Julian takes care of our baby, or if there’s an emergency, his wonderful sister Ivy will watch him.
We finish our snacks, say bye to Trish, and then head home.
This is always the best part of my day—heading home.
Nathan falls asleep in the car and Julian brings him up to bed.
“What do you want for supper?” I ask when he comes back down.
He looks me up and down with a ravenous look. “I’m hungry for you.”
I yelp as he picks me up in those big muscular arms. He leans down and kisses me on the lips and I moan at his taste.
“You’ve been working all day,” he says as he carries me upstairs. “I’ll take care of dinner after I take care of you.”
I giggle as he tosses me onto our bed and then climbs on, looking sexier than ever.
He peels off his shirt and I let out a whimper when I see all of those hard chiseled muscles. I love his body. The sight of it always gets me going.