Jerk It (Madd CrossFit #2) Read Online Lani Lynn Vale

Categories Genre: Angst, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Madd CrossFit Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 66715 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 334(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
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“All right, ladies and gentlemen,” the neuro guy said. “Let’s get this party started.”

A growl from the corner of the room had me turning my head to see a very familiar figure dressed in soft baby blue scrubs.

I’d know that ass anywhere.

“Mavis?” I rasped.

They’d given me some drugs to calm me before I’d left the room—even though I’d said that I didn’t need them—but I wasn’t sure if what I was seeing was real.

“It’s me,” she confirmed. “I’m going to do your anesthesia.”

My first thought was, cool! My second? Is that even allowed?

I voiced my concerns, too.

My head swam. “Isn’t there some sort of rule that states you can’t work on your husband?”

She grinned as she came toward me, a shit ton of things on a tray that she was dragging along behind her.

“Probably,” she admitted. “But we’re not going to think about all the rules that we’re breaking right now. We’re going to worry about that clot in your brain and getting it out before it takes you from me a second time.”

My lips twitched. “Oh, yeah.”

I found it so sexy when she got all logical and professional with me.

The next few minutes went a little wonky.

I remembered Mavis’s cool forehead against my face, then I watched as she started to do a few things with a machine, and some syringes beside her.

I heard a man on the phone next, and my eyes started to droop.

I heard what I thought was my blood pressure called out, and then nothing.

Not until I woke up what felt like two seconds later.

The first thing I saw was the pretty blue jean eyes that made my heart melt each and every time they opened near me.

“Blue jean baby,” I sang.

Mavis laughed, then pressed her lips to mine from her upside-down position beside my head. Like Spider Man did with Lois Lane.

“Not Lois Lane,” Mavis snickered. “Lois Lane belonged to Superman.”

“Lois Lane is cuter, though. So I like calling her Lois Lane.” I paused. “She looks like you. Reminds me of you.”

“Lois Lane has black hair in the comics,” Mavis grinned.

I paused. “Are you a comic book nerd? Did I marry a nerd?”

Mavis rubbed her smooth jaw along my scraggly one.

God, I had no clue what my beard looked like, but I could feel the fuckin’ whiskers between my lips. There was no doubt in my mind that it needed a trim.

“Maybe,” she admitted. “It was yet another thing that I did to piss my grandmother off. She wanted me to read ‘respectable’ books at the library, while all I wanted to do was read what I wanted. She refused to allow me to get romance novels, so I ended up getting comic books, which might I add, had love interests in them. So I sort of got my fix, while pissing her off, and skirting around the rules.”

I hummed, feeling my eyes start to get heavy once again.

Damn, who knew having brain surgery would make you so tired?

“So who is Spider Man’s real love interest?” I questioned, forcing my eyes to open despite their heaviness.

At first, due to where she was sitting behind my head, I couldn’t see her. All I could see was a white room that had a lot of people bustling around, likely listening to every single word of our conversation.

They didn’t interrupt, though, so I chose to continue talking as if they weren’t there at all.

“Gwen Stacy,” Mavis answered. “Though, in the movies, it was Mary Jane.”

“Huh,” I said, thinking how weird and stupid it was to stray from an original plotline like that. “Why do movie producers do that? I mean, there’s a reason they’re written the way they are.”

Mavis snickered. “I have no idea, babe.”

I opened my eyes that I hadn’t realized I’d closed, and came face to face with Mavis’s smiling face once again. “Where’s Vlad?”

Had he been there before surgery?

I couldn’t remember.

“I left him at the nurses’ station with Cannel,” she answered. “The nice nurse. My sister was supposed to come get him. I’m pretty sure she would’ve found a way to let me know if she couldn’t.”

I sighed. “I’m gonna owe your sister a big debt for coming through after everything we’ve been asking her to do with our kid.”

A glowing smile lit Mavis’s face. “Our kid?”

“I delivered him, didn’t I?” I countered.

She snickered. “You did. You also saw parts of me stretch that you should’ve never seen stretch.”

I winked at her. “They all went back nice and tight, in case you’re wondering.”

There was a snicker from somewhere behind me, and the cutest little blush I’d ever seen started to heat Mavis’s face.

“Murphy!” she whispered fiercely. “You shouldn’t say things like that!”

She got up then, and I got a good look at what she was wearing.

She was still in her scrubs, but she was much less professional looking this time.


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