Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
“There are six Johnson brothers all together. Lane is obviously off-limits. From oldest to youngest, you have Lawson, Trey, Dean, JW, Ryland, and Lane. Their ages start at thirty-seven and end at twenty-seven.” Mrs. Catherine and Mr. Russel surely did a lot in a ten-year time span.
“And do all of them have Lane’s looks?” Thank goodness she’s asking me about this while Lane isn’t around. He’d lose his shit if he heard me talking about another man, let alone his brothers. The one thing about these Johnson men, they love hard and protect harder. They also do not share what’s theirs, especially Lane. I know he let me go for a reason. I also know he was never home when I was for the same exact reason. It sucked, but our love for one another ran deep enough to weather the storm.
“Well, first of all, Lane is the hottest, but all of the Johnson brothers are good-looking. I can’t say for sure how their personalities are since coming home this time around. Lane quite literally kidnapped me the day I came home and has sequestered me away at his house.” Yes, I know it’s only been a couple of days, but other than my mom, it’s only been the two of us since I parked my car in the driveway.
“And you’re complaining?” Tully snorts her reaction, and then I hear him. I hear my baby boy doing a yip in the background.
“Not at all. Okay, for real this time. How much longer till you’re in Arrowleaf?” I’m still in Lane’s shirt, my hair is a knotted mess, and I need to do a few things around the house. Then there’s the fact I’ll have to walk to my mom’s, or I could make a call to either my mom or Lane. Hmm, I really need to think this through.
“Um, considering we’ve had to make several stops after the amount of coffee I’ve consumed, it’s safe to assume I won’t be there till around lunchtime. Rocky and I are also enjoying each pit stop by stretching our legs, aren’t we, boy?”
“Fine. If it must take you that long, I suppose I’ll clean up around here and head to Mom’s. I’ll make sure lunch is ready. Promise me you’ll call when you need to?” I make it sound like a question. Tully knows it’s more of a you better, or else I’m going to be pissed. She’s been there for me. Now it’s time for me to be there for her.
“Yes, mother hen, I will. Between you and my mom, I don’t think I’ve had the chance to listen to a whole chapter of my audiobook.”
“We love you, so suck it up, buttercup.” I wish audiobooks did it for me like they do for Tully. She can read on her e-reader or listen to an audiobook and soak up every single detail. I’m more of a paperback girlie, and on the rare occurrences a thick book is too much to carry, I’ll pull out my own e-reader. Usually, when the latter happens, I’m in bed for the night, my eyes are tired and heavy, then the next thing you know, my face is feeling the gravity-forced e-reader bopping me in the face. I get annoyed and vow to only read paperbacks until the next time.
“Yeah, yeah, smooches. We love you, and we’ll see you soon.” I start to respond, but this bitch of a best friend of mine hangs the fuck up on me. I mean, sure, sometimes I’ll extend the conversation on a different subject. It’s a habit of mine and usually ends up being a tangent about nothing. Still, it would have been nice to say bye.
“Freaking brat.” I place the phone on the counter, pick up my cup of coffee again, and take a sip. I’ve got a decision to make. As much as I wouldn’t mind walking to my mom’s, even I know it might be a bit too much on my body. There’s always the side-by-side in Lane’s garage I could take. Maybe I’ll leave a note and tell him where I am. I shake my head. Nope. I’m not trying to be denied an orgasm. He’d do it, too. Especially given that even I know my body is still healing. A bumpy ride would be bad, which also means walking that far is definitely a no-go. I’m dialing his number without another thought. This way, I’ll get to steal a kiss or two from him in the middle of the day.
13
LANE
“Birdie, you decent?” I open the door, noticing it’s unlocked, and I’ve yet to do a thing about it. Kind of hard to complain to Birdie to lock the door when I haven’t even discussed the issue of my family potentially barging in. The very least I can do is gather all the fucking spare keys that are circulating around the ranch. Today, I’ll take care of changing the lock after I drop Birdie off at her mom’s. As it is, I’ve got Juniper with me, our ranch nurse. Even though she’s of the female species, no fucking way am I going to bring someone in our house with Birdie only wearing my shirt and nothing else.