Total pages in book: 150
Estimated words: 147136 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 736(@200wpm)___ 589(@250wpm)___ 490(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 147136 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 736(@200wpm)___ 589(@250wpm)___ 490(@300wpm)
I heard the subtle change in her voice, the way her tongue lost that edge and her speech grew softer and withdrawn.
It wasn’t just important to her. It meant a whole fucking lot.
“You really wanna cook something for me you’ve never made?” I asked, dipping my head. “’Cause you don’t need to. I don’t mind cooking for us or eating the same four meals you know how to make for the next fifty years. Your pizza was damn good and I’m guessing I’m gonna like the other three things. Really don’t want you stressing over this.”
She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth.
“Wild,” I urged.
“I won’t stress. I promise.”
I lifted my shoulders. “Right,” I conceded. “Can’t fucking wait to try it then.”
She wiggled her hips excitedly with a little dance. Then her phone started ringing in her back pocket, and she reached back to grab it while telling me, “It’ll be perfect. You’ll see. What I got planned is gonna blow your mind, Brian. You’re never gonna want to get rid of me.”
I smiled, admitting, “Already there, babe.”
Her cheeks pinked up again, this time with the kind of embarrassment I liked seeing on her, and without looking at her phone, she hit a button and pressed it to her ear.
“Hello?” she answered, smiling at me, then losing that smile and the pink in her cheeks after whoever she was speaking to responded. Her face hardened. “What are you doing calling me? I told you, I never wanted to speak to you again.”
My jaw clenched
“Babe,” I said, my voice carrying warning, because I knew who was calling Syd and I also knew I was a second away from taking that phone and laying into that motherfucker for calling my girl.
Syd ignored me and kept on at him.
“I’m happy now, Marcus. Happier than I ever was with you ’cause I have a boyfriend who is amazing, and if you’re calling me to try and get me back, you are wasting your time. I’m—”
She stopped laying into him, met my eyes and widened hers, then looked down at a spot on my shirt.
“Oh. Yeah, I forgot to do that,” she said with a softer voice. “I’ll take care of it next week.” She listened for a second, then added, “That’s fine. Thank you for letting me know. Okay. Bye.” She ended the call and slipped her phone away.
“What’s that piece of shit want?” I asked.
Syd looked at me. Her hand slipped around my neck again, joining her other one.
“He was just reminding me to change my address with the post office,” she said. “My mail is still going there.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah.” She sucked on her lip. “But I was ready to tell him all about how amazing you are if he was calling for other reasons, and I would’ve had a lot to say, meaning that phone call would’ve lasted hours. You’re that amazing. Also, I would’ve given examples and gone into detail.”
I smirked.
Syd’s cheeks pinked up again when she leaned closer and shyly added, “A lot of detail.”
I chuckled.
“Come here.” I shifted her ass in my hands, pulling her until her tits pushed up against my chest and her arms wrapped around my neck instead of her fingers, then I turned my head and pressed my mouth to her jaw and the smooth skin below.
“Seriously. Think I just became a woman,” Jamie said.
Syd’s growl vibrated against my lips.
“Do you have the authority to fire him?” she asked quietly. “He’s ruining the moment.”
I chuckled, shifting her back until her legs released and her feet dropped to the floor, then sliding my arm over her shoulder, I tucked her against my side as we moved together in front of the counter.
Jamie grinned and slid his phone away, shook the hair out of his eyes, and remained leaning on the counter, fixating his gaze on Syd.
“See you’re off today. Is my girl workin’?” he asked, cocking his head. “Fuckin’ starved for a burger and her smart-ass mouth.”
“I really think she’d prefer it if you went someplace else to eat,” Syd replied, sliding her hand around my back.
Jamie grinned bigger.
“Beautiful. She’s workin’. I’m headin’ out.” He shifted his eyes to me as Syd sighed heavily in response. “You good?” he asked, straightening. “Should be back around four.”
I nodded, answering, “No problem.”
Jamie looked at Syd again. His brows pulled together.
“What kind of flowers does she like?”
Silence turned my head. I looked down at my girl and saw disbelief etched on her face.
“You …want to know what kind of flowers Tori likes?” she questioned slowly.
“That’s what I’m askin’.”
“Why?”
“Why the hell do you think? I wanna get her some.”
Syd’s expression changed from disbelief to straight-up shock. She stared at Jamie with her mouth slack and hanging open, eyes rounded and refusing to blink.
“You do?” she pressed, tipping forward. “But …you’re an idiot.”