Forever After All Read Online Kaylee Ryan

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Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
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I’m going all in to get the girl.

“Come on, man, you’ve always had a thing for her,” Corbin reminds me.

“Yep.” There’s no use in denying it.

“Are we talking marriage and babies and all that?” Corbin inquires.

A picture of McKenna walking toward me in white with her belly swollen with our child pops in my head, and it’s an image I very much want to see in real life. “If she’ll have me.”

“What happened to all this ‘I’m only getting married once’ bullshit? It’s not going to be a snap decision?” Colby asks.

“This isn’t a snap decision.” Not by a long shot.

“Do you realize what you’re saying, Rip? That you’re ready to marry this girl. As in, she’s it for you for the rest of your life.”

“Yep.”

“Wow,” Colby breathes. “Your sister is going to be ecstatic.”

“It’s not happening next week or anything,” I remind them. “Kenna and I are still working things out. We’ll get to be where you are,” I tell him.

“You sure you’re ready for this, man? One woman for the rest of your life?” Corbin asks his brother.

I don’t take offense to it. It’s not a dig toward me or my sister, just a question in general, one that’s asked more times than not, I would assume, by the friends of the groom.

“I’m ready.”

“You’re already acting like a married man,” Corbin teases.

“And you’re not?” Colby challenges.

“Well, I’m not single so….” He lets that little slither of information hang between us.

“It’s official?” I ask.

“Yep. As of a few days ago. I really like her.”

“Happy for you.” I slap a hand on his shoulder, and Colby does the same from the other side of the table.

“Here we are, our women out living the high life, and we’ve barely consumed a six-pack between us the entire night.” Colby shakes his head.

“Rather be with her,” I mumble under my breath while I type a message back to McKenna.

Me: You’re beautiful.

McKenna: Are you trying to flatter me, Rip Callahan?

Me: Depends. Is it working?

McKenna: I don’t know. You’re all I can think about. What do you think?

I grip my phone tightly in my fist as I shift in my seat. I want to race down the street to where she is and pull her into my arms, kiss the hell out of her, and drag her back to my room, or hell even hers. I’m not picky. I just… need her.

Me: Glad it’s not just me.

McKenna: You think about me?

Me: Every second of every day.

I have no idea how much alcohol she’s consumed by this point, so she might not remember this. There will, however, be our chat that she can go back and read when she’s sober.

McKenna: That’s a lot.

I chuckle out loud.

“Who are you texting?” Corbin asks.

“McKenna. They’re still at the casino.”

Me: It is.

McKenna: We’re headed back now, so we don’t break curfew.

Her text is followed by an emoji with its tongue sticking out.

Me: See you soon, beautiful.

“They’re on their way back,” I tell my friends, draining my warm beer. They both look up from their phones and nod. We’re all wearing matching grins. It’s telling that three guys can’t have fun in the one city that’s known for exactly that without the women in our lives.

Without a word, the three of us stand and make our way to the lobby. My heart kicks up its pace in my chest, just like it always does when I know that I’m going to get to see her.

McKenna.

I’ve waited so long for a chance with her, and I’m taking it. I need to tell her exactly what I’m thinking. I need to tell her that I want to give us a real shot. I’ve been teasing her, dropping hints, stealing touches and kisses, but it’s not enough.

I need more.

Standing shoulder to shoulder, the three of us wait in the lobby, our eyes glued to the door. When I see them, when I see her, my body reacts, something I’m used to at this point when it comes to McKenna. Laramie rushes to Colby, jumping in his arms, and Corbin doesn’t give Sara the chance as he scoops her up and spins her around. And my girl? She saunters toward me, killing me in that sundress and those cowboy boots.

“Hey, handsome.” She stops just out of reach, and that just won’t do.

I take one stride so that we’re toe to toe and wrap my arms around her. I pull her into a hug so fierce I’m sure she’s struggling to breathe, but damn it, I just need to hold her. “Hey,” I finally say, easing up on the hug.

“Rip Callahan, did you miss me?” She giggles, her eyes glassy from her buzz, and I can’t help but think she looks cute as hell.

“So much,” I murmur as I press my lips to hers.

“Hey, you’re not drinking?” she asks when I pull back.


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