Go to Hail Read Online Lani Lynn Vale (Hail Raisers #2)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Erotic, Funny, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Hail Raisers Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 72196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
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“Anyway, I just wanted to call and let you know how miraculous this has been. Thank you again.”

“All right, have a good day. See you soon!”

Just when I hung up there was a knock at the door.

I looked up, and spied the man through the glass door.

Getting up, I walked to it warily and opened it.

“Can I help you?” I asked.

It was Sunday, and the office was usually closed. There’d been so much to do, however, that I’d had to come in and pay a few bills, as well as return a few phone calls.

I’d never known how much pressure Travis had been under until I’d tried to fill his shoes.

Boy, did I have some groveling to do.

“Yeah,” the man looked around. “Travis in?”

I shook my head.

“Dante?”

I grimaced. “No.”

He frowned.

“I’m Travis’ fiancée, and I’m helping him out for a few weeks. Is there anything I can help you with?”

His eyes took me in, roaming over me from the top of my head to the tips of my toes.

“I’m Tate Casey.”

Epilogue

I know I’m a handful, but that’s why you have two hands.

-Hannah to Travis

Hannah

Thump thump.

I waited, very still, as I strained my ears.

“Where is he?”

That whispered reply came from the man at my side.

I turned over and looked at my husband, who still had his eyes closed.

As if he were going to go back to sleep.

I nearly laughed.

“My guess?” I asked, snuggling closer to him. “He’s either walking into the room with Alex or Reggie.”

“Let’s hope.”

Let’s hope was right. The last time we’d thought he’d gone into the room with the girls, he’d actually been outside playing with the dog. In the mud.

I snorted and rolled over, making my way to stand.

I didn’t get but half an inch in the upright position before a solid arm locked around my waist and hauled me back.

He maneuvered me into the bed, pressing his hips up against mine.

That’s when I felt the nudge of his cock.

“Travis,” I whispered.

Before I could say a word, he was pushing my panties down around my ankles, and rolling me over to my belly.

In the next ten seconds, I felt him part both of my knees with his, spreading me open wide for his body to wiggle in between.

Before I could say anything else, he had me up on my knees, and he was fitting his cock to my entrance.

I was ready for him, just like I always was.

We did this a lot, this quick roll in the sheets before all three kids would be up, and our chance would be gone until they were securely in bed twelve hours later.

We had to be spontaneous since we now had three very active children who felt it was their God-given right to walk in on us whenever they felt like it.

That’d been when we’d started to lock our door.

We loved our children. We loved them more than anything, but in the last eighteen months, we’d realized rather quickly that sometimes mommies and daddies needed to feel a connection that had nothing to do with their kids.

The moment that TJ had started to sleep through the night, we’d closed and locked our door for the first time.

I smiled as the memory took hold.

***

8 months ago

“You sure that it’ll be okay to lock the door?” I asked nervously.

Travis ran his hand down my naked backside.

“Would you sleep naked if it were unlocked?”

I didn’t even need a half a second to answer him.

“No,” I said.

He snorted.

“We have an alarm. They won’t get outside, and nothing can come in without us knowing. We have a baby monitor that covers all three kids’ rooms. And let’s not forget to mention your super human hearing.”

I snorted.

I did have that.

I always knew when TJ was up since he’d been born, and now my paranoia had me listening and waking up for almost anything.

Though, Travis had that, too.

Since he’d been taken by surprise by Allegra, he’d changed.

He’d become a lot more cautious with almost everything.

Doors were always locked if we were inside. Cameras were set up in the shop. Kids taught to be aware of their surroundings.

“Where are you?”

I turned and buried my face into Travis’ chest, feeling the raised scar from where one of the pellets had entered his chest.

If he’d been standing closer…if Allegra had been closer…if…

“You’re lost again, baby,” Travis murmured.

I felt his chest vibrate against my face, and I turned to place my lips on the scar.

“Just thinkin’,” I told him. “I don’t like it.”

He chuckled.

“I know you don’t, baby,” he said. “But they’re not bad.”

I’d asked him to get the scars removed, but he wore them like a badge of honor.

And also as a reminder. Of not just how close he’d come to losing his life, but also how close we’d come to losing him.

“They’re terrible,” I countered. “But they’re also you. I love every part of you.”


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