Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 125020 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 625(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125020 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 625(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
He inhales sharply and pulls me to straddle his lap. I go willingly and settle. Placing my arms around his neck, I begin to massage his neck and shoulders again.
“This is all part of adulting, right?”
He groans and rolls his eyes. “You could always quit your job and travel with me.”
I give him the side-eye. His smile grows and he reaches to push a lock of hair behind my ear. Shaking his head, he then pecks my lips.
“Right, I didn’t think it was a real option, but the offer always stands. Are you going to do the exhibit at Zoe’s gallery?”
“I don’t know yet. I feel like that’s for someone with so much more experience than me.”
“She’s seen your work and you impressed her. It’s not every day she makes an offer like this. Think about what it would do for your career.”
“Josh, did you put her up to making me this offer?”
“I would have if she hadn’t, but this one is all on you,” he says, rubbing my back.
“I still don’t know.”
“You work so hard. You deserve this.”
“It’s not the work. It’s the attention and who am I to think I deserve my own exhibit?”
His face clouds over and his orbs turn gray right before my eyes. I suck in a breath and look down. He lifts my chin, so I’m looking back at him.
“You’re Shawna Norris, a brilliant, talented, hardworking photographer who works her ass off on every assignment she gets. You’re my woman, so even if you didn’t have an ounce of talent, you would deserve this because I want you to have it and I can make it happen for you. And trust me, I dare a motherfucker to tell you otherwise and expect to keep breathing.”
“Josh, that’s just it. I don’t want to feel like I got the opportunity because of you or my mom’s connections. Because she’s been hinting around at pulling favors just to keep me grounded.”
“You amaze me. All my life, I’ve been surrounded by people who feel entitled to shit they have no right to and would jump at a situation like this, but you’re worried about your privilege from dating me and having a successful mother.”
“There’s nothing wrong with working for what you want. When you truly earn something, no one can take it away, you know?”
He smiles and leans to bury his face in my neck. I hug my arms around his head and breathe him in. It’s like he’s pouring love into me.
“Believe me, I get it,” he says into my neck. “I’m telling you the truth. Zoe loves your eye and your work. Take the offer. You earned it. I only emailed a few of your prints.” He snickers into my skin.
“I knew it. Oh my God.”
I push to get up, but he tightens his hold and kisses my neck while still laughing. I love this side of him. Josh is so down to earth. I never would have thought that before getting to know him, not back when he was a rising star.
“Baby, you do know I’d do anything for you? Even the shit you don’t know you want or need me to do.”
“Thank you. I appreciate it, I really do.”
“I’m not the only one who misses you,” he croons, changing the subject.
“I know. Cat has been texting me.”
“You don’t mind that I gave her your number, do you?”
“No, it’s fine. She needed a woman to talk to. I didn’t mind.”
His gaze is focused on my lips as I run my hand through his hair. It’s a bit longer these days. I think he’s growing it out.
He still keeps it neat and combed in place, but it’s just about two or three inches longer than it used to be on top. He reaches for my lips and runs his thumb across them. I love that his large hand can encompass my throat and the side of my face at the same time.
“Why are you so amazing?” he says, lifting his gaze to mine.
I shrug, not having an answer for him and knowing what he’ll say if I deny his words. He tugs me forward until our foreheads are touching. That electricity that flows between us is still there. It travels through my entire body.
“Maybe if I spent the night fucking you, you’d be able to give me an answer,” he says with a sexy grin on his lips.
I squirm in his lap. Forgetting what I was thinking or going to say. He crushes my lips with his and reaches to palm my breasts.
“I’m going to find your pussy wet for me, aren’t I, baby? You miss me? You want me inside you?” he breathes into my ear.
“Yes, yes, yes to both. I need you.”
“Good, because I need you too.”
Kelex
I’d be lying if I said I haven’t wanted to fuck the shit out of Shawna since she opened the door in those thin-ass leggings and tank top. Her long, thick legs were begging to be wrapped around my neck, that fat mound, begging me to pound it out.