Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 59913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
I’m going to have to bring him up sooner or later there was no help for it. But how do I get her to tell me the truth?
How do I make her understand that unless I know every little thing about her relationship with him I will lose my fucking mind?
If he were alive I could beat the shit out of him and be done with it, but he wasn’t here and I knew it was sometimes harder to fight the memory of someone than the actual being.
You’ve finally lost your shit Evan. Now you want to beat him for feeling for her the same thing you do. Damn fucking straight. He had no right, no one else did. Only me, I was the only one who had any rights to her.
I sat up and held my head in my hands as I tried to gather my fractured thoughts. I finally gave up once I accepted that there was nothing to be done about it now.
The main concern right now was Amber and getting her better. Once that was taken care of I’ll start working on the mother in earnest.
11
The next day was Saturday so there was no need to go to the office, but I needed to go home and get cleaned up.
I hated like hell to leave them but I was a mess. I rushed home and took a quick shower before changing into jeans and a tee shirt.
Then I thought of her in the same clothes as yesterday and made a quick stop in the city before going back to her.
“Did he come yet?” Those were my first words to her when I entered the room.
“No not yet. What’s all this?” I looked down at the bags in my hands.
“I got some stuff for you to clean up and get changed.” I passed her the bags and she looked inside before staring at me with her mouth open wide.
“Are you insane? You bought me three hundred dollar jeans?” She clutched at her chest like she was about to have a heart attack.
“Here I can’t accept this it’s too much.” I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the bathroom where there was a little shower cubicle.
I turned on the water before turning to her and starting to remove her clothes. She swatted at my hands. “What are you doing?’
“What I’m not doing is arguing with you. If you won’t take care of yourself then I will.” I tugged at her shirt and she fought me. “Get off you maniac.”
“Are you going to shower and change?” She looked around me to the bed where Amber laid sleeping.
“Would you keep your voice down?”
“No!”
“What do you mean no?”
“What don’t you understand? Now hurry up. That specialist should be here any minute and I don’t want him in the room while you’re in the shower.”
She looked at me like I was crazy and since she was taking too long to do what I say I tore the damn blouse in half. If her eyes got any wider they’d fall out of her head.
She gritted her teeth and folded her little fists over her chest. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her. Fuck, wrong move. Wrong place, wrong time.
My cock went full throttle, all eleven and a half inches and my head felt like it would explode. She struggled against me but I refused to let go.
My tongue forced her lips open and she melted against me, then she bit me. “You little…” I wiped the blood away with my thumb as I looked at her.
“I’m going to make you regret that. The day’s going to come when you can’t bear for me not to kiss you.”
I put my hand behind her neck and pulled her in. I kissed her forehead before turning her away from me and with a smack on her ass ordered her to shower and change.
She’s a fiery little thing and way too fucking cute for her own good. I stood outside the door and heard her cussing up a storm. Every other word damned me to hell.
I smiled and walked away when she started muttering about what she’d like to do to me. I’d moved up from an inconsiderate asshole to an unreasonable jackass. Progress!
The specialist showed up an hour later and we both questioned him since she seemed too nervous.
“I don’t see any obstacles to her complete recovery. This new medicine we use helps to strengthen the lungs, which is her primary problem. The asthma and allergies are just a result of this.”
“I’m guessing she was premature.”
“Yes sir she was and they told me then that her lungs weren’t fully developed.”
There was such misery in her voice and I knew from her tone that she was blaming herself. I put my arm around her shoulders to offer comfort and she relaxed a little.