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)
“That’s true. Did you see that your mom emailed us five million logos?” I take a sip of my orange juice. He laughs. Bunny has it all figured out already. I’ll cook and she’ll do all the other odds and ends because, well, no one is letting her into the kitchen. Not if we actually want people to buy the product anyway.
“Yeah. She’s excited.” She is. My eyes start to water again. Bunny always gets excited over anything any of us do. She is everything a mom should be and the example I’ll live by when raising my little ones. The truth is she and Jameson are my parents now. I tried once more with my mom, and it ended as well as the last time. This was too special of a time in my life to let her try and darken it. And my dad had been pretty nonexistent before, so not having a relationship with him wasn’t anything new. Maybe one day we’ll be able to mend, but not now.
The day I got married, Jameson walked me down the aisle. Bunny, PJ and Daisy helped plan every detail with me. This is my family and I am lucky to have them because I know there isn't a better one out there.
“Shit. Are you about to cry again?” Josh places the plate of fresh eggs on the counter, coming around to me.
“I’m fine. I swear.” I blink my eyes really fast trying to clear the tears. I swear I’m a water spring. Pregnancy has been fairly easy. More so with twins on board. I’m being induced in a few days. The babies are ready, the doc informed me, and they want the birth planned.
Josh’s hand rests on my bare thigh as he looks down at me. I’m in some giant pajama shirt. One of few things I fit into these days. “You need me?” He gives me a wicked smile. “You got out of bed before you let me eat you.” I sink my teeth into my bottom lip.
“Josh.” I breathe out his name as he spreads my thighs wider, his hand drifting up my thigh.
“It’s my birthday, princess. I want to make my wife come and then cook her breakfast.”
“What kind of wife would I be if I didn't let you have what you wanted?” I smile against his mouth.
“My fucking wife,” he growls before his mouth is on mine. He watches me come and then makes us breakfast before pulling me back to bed and getting the breakfast he really wanted on his birthday: me.
As for me, I already have everything I’ve ever wanted. Though a little girl might not hurt with all these boys around.
Epilogue
Josh
many years later
“I don’t know why you’re fighting this,” Eric says, pulling his Stetson off. We just got done fixing the busted fence. I pull my work gloves off, staring at the new stallion I got last week. He’s turning out to be a handful. “It’s like your parents' horses Princess and King.” That’s exactly what it was. The thing is, this stallion is actually trying to get close to Princess and King’s baby. Though she isn’t a baby anymore.
“This shit is weird. Horses don’t have mates.”
Eric shrugs. He doesn’t breed horses. “Can you get him to breed with any of the other mares?”
“No.” I grit my teeth because I know where this is going. If Noelle and Daisy hear about this it will be over. I can hear them already saying we are keeping true love apart.
“You're not going to win this one.”
“Yeah yeah,” I agree, walking down the fence line. I unhook the gate. I don’t have to call him. Trigger comes running right through and straight over to Minnie. We stand there and watch them for a moment. Trigger is rubbing his head all over her. I think he might be trying to smell her. Or maybe he’s rubbing his scent on her. I can’t blame the guy. I basically did the same thing to Noelle all those years ago.
“We should get going before the wives get restless.” I smile, but Eric is right. They will get antsy if we don’t get a move on it. The fair is in town this weekend. Last night we took the kids, but today we’re going back solo for date night. My mom is taking the kids for the night. As much as I love my little ones, I also love when I can get their mama alone in the house.
Noelle: Mom has the kids. Daisy & I will meet you guys there. Xoxox
“Fucking hell.” I look over at Eric, who is glaring at his own phone. I’m sure my sister just sent him the same message.
I take off toward my truck. Eric follows without a word, climbing into the truck with me. He lets out a long sigh. We both know they are likely up to something or going to get into something. It’s never a dull moment when the two of them are together. As much as they can drive me crazy, it still makes me smile when I see them having a good time together.