Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 84295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
I show her the commercial grade ovens, the cooling racks, and the catering boxes. Literally, anything she would need is here already. It’s not until we’ve walked completely around the whole kitchen that I realize she hasn’t said a word. “Avery, honey, what do you think?”
She looks at me with unshed tears in her eyes. “You always know what I need... what I want, Linc. I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but this, wow, I love it.”
I let out a breath, and it’s like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Avery wraps her arms around my waist and holds me tightly. “I love it, I love it.”
Chloe and Landry come over to join in on the hug. I don’t want to let Avery go, but the girls insist on taking her around the room again and showing her everything. I watch my three girls, and I swear my heart can’t get any bigger. They are my world.
Obviously, I’ve been lost in thought because Landry and Chloe are both walking toward me with their hands held out. “Uh...”
Avery walks up behind them. “I told them they could skip dinner with us and go meet up with their friends. I hope that’s okay with you.”
By the twinkle I catch in my wife’s eye, I know exactly why she’s trying to send our girls off, and I’m not complaining a bit. I hold out a wad of cash, and they take it. I follow behind them and lock the door when they leave.
Avery is walking behind the counter, stroking her hand on the clean countertop. “This is perfect, Linc.”
I walk toward her. “You’re perfect.”
She stops. “You really believe that, don’t you?”
I take the last few steps and reach for her. “If you even doubt it, then I’m not doing my job right.”
She puts her arms around my neck and fits her body against mine. “Your job?”
I lean down and kiss her until she’s breathless. I want more, but I’m willing to wait. “Yeah, honey. My job... to make sure you know how beautiful, smart, and strong you are.”
She goes to her tiptoes and presses her breasts into my chest. “Well, I’d say you’re pretty great at your job.”
I breathe her in. “Can I take you home now?”
She releases her hold on me, and I let her step out of my arms. She walks slowly backwards. “Actually, I was thinking that tonight’s already been so perfect... I don’t want to have to wait for what’s next.”
I stalk toward her, trying to take it slowly, but the need to have her is intense. “It’s your night, you shouldn’t have to wait for what you want.”
She nods and steps farther into the backroom. I can see her from this angle, but anyone out on the street couldn’t. She reaches for the hem of her dress and pulls it up her body and then drops it to the floor. She’s standing in front of me in her bra, panties, and heels. “That’s good 'cause I want you, Linc, and I don’t want to wait.”
I take the few steps dividing us and grip her hips. “I’m yours, Avery. Always have been, always will be.”
She juts her chin up at me. “Prove it.”
I take her challenge and spend the next hour showing her over and over how I’m hers and she’s mine... forever.
Sleighing Mr. Right
Chapter 1
Candy
I should have known, when I walked to his truck to get in and he didn’t open the door for me, how this night was going to go. I thought he could possibly be the one. He checked off almost everything on my ‘Mr. Right’ list. Well, except for being a gentleman.
I look at his slicked-back hair and the white turtleneck he’s wearing. Didn’t men stop wearing turtlenecks… hell, what am I talking about, I don’t know any man that wears them. “So, uh, Mark, thanks again for taking me to pick up the tree for the office.”
I’m an assistant at an accounting office and I’m picking up the Christmas tree. I don’t mind though. I haven’t celebrated Christmas the last few years, but I used to love it. Give me hot chocolate, sweaters, boots and holiday cheer any day. However, maybe I should have gone by myself to get it.
He smiles, not taking his eyes off the road. “Sure, no problem. Happy to help.”
Okay, I think to myself. This is more like it. Maybe he is a good guy.
He reaches across the console and squeezes my knee. “Plus, you’ll owe me one after this. And I know exactly what I want.” His hand slides up my thigh and I squeeze my legs together and stop his roaming.
I turn my legs away from him, and he slides his hand back to the console. Good, maybe he got the hint. But just in case he didn’t, I tell him, “Yeah, that’s not happening.”