Love You Always Read Online Lucy Darling

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Insta-Love, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 148188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 741(@200wpm)___ 593(@250wpm)___ 494(@300wpm)
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“How did you get her down the aisle so fast?” I could clearly use a few tips.

“Knocking her up didn't hurt,” he jokes. I’d have to get my dick into Alyssa before that could happen. Right now she wants nothing to do with me, so that doesn’t look to be happening anytime soon. “I’m fucking with you.” His face grows serious. “I fought for her. I didn't give up when she tried to put up those walls. I knocked them down one by one. No matter how many she threw up on me, I kept barreling right through them. You have to fight for what you want.”

I pull my eyes away from my girl, who is laughing at whatever Amelia just said to her. I can tell it doesn't meet her eyes. Is that what she’s doing? Running scared? I’m sure whatever she and her best friend, Neily, pulled up on me wasn't the greatest.

I am just going to have to prove her wrong. Show her that I’m not the man that the gossip rags have made me out to be. That she’s my one and only. That I will do whatever it takes to have her be mine forever.

12

Alyssa

“You have to come. I insist on it,” Amelia says as she takes another bite of one of the frosted cookies I made a few hours ago. “I know it’s last minute but I need all of these.” She shoves more of the cookie into her mouth. “We should triple the order.”

I let out a small laugh. I’m not sure where she is putting all the sweets she’s shoving into her mouth. I’m guessing right into that baby bump of hers. When you look at her you wouldn't even know she was pregnant until you see her belly. She’s all belly. She looks like she swallowed a basketball.

“You need all of this for tonight?” I look down at my pad. The list of things she wants for her bridal shower is long. This will take me all afternoon to make. The order is giant but I would make a killing on it. Plus, it would keep my mind off of other things.

There is nothing like losing yourself in work to try and forget about your chipped heart. I’m refusing to call it broken. I can’t have a broken heart. I only spent one night with the man. That would be crazy. Though I did obsess over him for months.

“Yep. I’m willing to pay double. The hubs is rich and I said in my wedding vows I would try and spend all of his money.”

I bark out a laugh.

“It’s impossible. No one can spend that much money,” her friend Mia chimes in. From the ring on Mia’s finger I don’t think she or her husband are lacking in the money area either.

“I can die trying.” She winks over at me. I know she’s teasing. Every time she talks about her husband her whole face lights up. “So, you’ll bring the treats and then you’ll stay and hang out for a little while.”

I glance over to Neily, who is sitting at a table sketching something on her notepad. She keeps obsessively checking her cell phone. I bet it has something to do with whoever gave her that little love bite that she’s rocking.

“Can I bring a girlfriend with me?” I ask.

“Sure. As long as you come.”

“Okay.” I give. It would be another thing to keep my mind off Sean. If he asked me again about doing something tonight, I would at least have a legitimate reason for not being able to go. “Can you fill in your address and information here?” I slide my pad over toward her. She starts filling it in.

“Is all of this for sale?” Mia points to one of the tables we have set up in the shop.

“Yes, even the table and any artwork you see on the walls.” Mia stands and starts looking around at everything. “This is beautiful.” She runs her hand across one of the antique tables that Neily refurbished herself.

“My business partner and best friend, Neily, is the artist. Everything you see here has been done by her. I bake all of the sweets and she creates all of the art.” I nod over to Neily who has her headphones in, not paying a lick of attention to us. When she’s sketching in her notepad, she’s in a whole other world.

“She’s very talented.” Mia takes out her phone, snapping a picture of the table. Amelia gets up and starts looking around at stuff, too.

“Does she do custom work? I’ve been redoing my place and I’m still looking for a few things,” Amelia asks as she continues to look around.

“Sometimes.” I pull the notepad back toward me to look at her information.

“Your husband is Ethan King?” I look up at the woman.


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