Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22350 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22350 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
“You’re right.” She exhales a breath. “Who knows what the next six months might bring.” I was kind of hoping for a wedding. I need to get a ring before I start bringing that up and I need to do it fast. If she’s going to be running around the city, I want that thing on her finger. I don’t care if it makes me a possessive asshole. Then I guess I am one. We all have our crosses to bear.
“You hungry?”
“Yes, but I want to cook for you.”
“Give me your mouth.” She drops her head back, her glasses sliding back on her face. I lean down and take my kiss. She makes a sexy moan. “I could just eat you for dinner,” I suggest, making her giggle.
“That can be your dessert. Deal?”
“If you’ll sit on my face it's a deal.”
“Josh!” Her face starts to turn pink.
“What?” Sounds good to me.
“How does that even work?” she asks softly, the curiosity getting her.
“I’ll be more than happy to show you.” I drop my arms from around her, grabbing her hand. Now I want to get back home. Eat and then savor every drop of her sweet cunt.
She laughs more when she sees how fast I’m walking. “Josh my legs are short.”
I slow down and debate picking her up.
“Don’t do it.” She points her finger at me as we come around the corner to her building.
“What?” I feign innocence.
“You know what.” She glares at me. Also adorable.
“Here.” I thrust the two books towards her fast so she has no time to think about grabbing them.
“Wait.” She lets out a small scream as I lift her off her feet. “Josh!” She slaps my chest.
“You make it hard to believe you’re mad when you’re smiling.” The doorman holds the door open for me. I give him a nod of thanks. “Hit the button.” She huffs out a breath but does it. She’s cute when she’s irritated. I keep that fact to myself.
“You’re a caveman, you know that?” I step onto the elevator, putting her back on her feet. I hit the button for our floor before I take the books back out of her hands.
“Yeah, but you’ll get used to it,” I tell her as I take her mouth again. Fuck, I love this woman. Life with her is going to be sweet. Everything about her is.
10
Noelle
“Are you all right?” Josh glances over at me. We’re not too far from home, and I can’t seem to sit still.
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
“This is what you consider fine?”
I snort a laugh. “Just nice to get out of the city.” The first week we were there the boys stayed. The next they had to head back, and both Daisy and I started our programs. The plan was that on the weekends we would go home, and this is the first time I’ve been back since we left. It’s the first time Josh and I will be home together as a real couple.
“Are you not liking it there?”
“It’s okay, and our place is nice, but it’s almost as if I’m staying at a hotel. A place that is holding me over. Home feels different.”
“You might not like your new home.”
I roll my eyes. “I’m going to love it. If the inside is anything like the out, I’m sure it’s breathtaking.” I know how much hard work he put into the house restoring it. It’s not too far from his parents. I know he could have easily paid someone to do all the work, but that’s not Josh. This is his home, where his family is going to be. He wants his hands all over it. There wasn't a weekend he wasn't working on something at that house.
“It’s not completely done.” He pulls off his baseball hat, dropping it into the back seat of the truck before running his fingers through his short, dark hair. Does this man ever not look handsome? I have to pull my eyes away from his thick thighs so I remember what I was talking about.
“That’s okay, but how is that even possible? I thought I heard you tell your mom last year you were done.” I remember because I wanted to see it, but Josh didn't ask anyone to come over. Sometimes I thought the house was some secret or something. That he didn’t want to share it with anyone else.
“Yeah, I mean it is but it isn't.” I stare at him not sure what that means. “I’ve done all I could do until you get there and put your little touches on it. I can’t pick out paint and other odds and ends. That’s on you. All you have to do is tell me what you want, and I’ll handle the rest.”
“You were waiting for me?” My eyes start to sting with tears. These stupid hormones. Hopefully after this weekend I will be able to stop trying to hide my random outbursts of hormonal tears. Once I tell Josh about the baby then my little episodes will probably make more sense. And that’s on my agenda for this weekend. To tell him the secret that I’ve hidden for too long already.