Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29807 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29807 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
“When he gets to cuddling he’s normally out a few minutes later.”
“So he’s like his mama.” I gasp when Jonas lifts me from the chair. I wrap my arms around his neck as he carries me over to a sofa, where he sits down with me in his lap. Something about this seems familiar, as though we’ve done this same exact thing thousands of times before.
“I’m a cuddler?” I know Jax and I cuddle all the time. I let him sleep in bed with me more often than I should. We usually fall asleep together as we watch a movie. I’m excited to see how the three of us will fit together. More than anything, it warms my heart that Jax has someone else in his life to love him besides me. My little angel deserves that and so much more.
“I turned you into one.” His nose rubs along my neck. He sucks in a deep breath, breathing me in. My whole body starts to tingle. My nipples grow hard. Yeah, I’m pretty sure my body knows him. It’s waking up from a very long slumber. “I used to fall asleep wrapped around you. Couldn't help myself.” He kisses my neck. His hand digs into my hips. “You’ve gotten fuller. I like it.” I laugh. From the look in his eyes I know he’s not joking. The desire for me is written all over his face.
“Has a lot about me changed?” I still wonder what makes a man like Jonas fall for someone like me. He said I was alone in the world. I clearly didn't live up to whatever standards his grandmother had in mind. In my defense, I don’t think anyone could live up to her standards.
“No. I wish I could have seen your body change. To see you round with my baby. That I could’ve been there for it all.”
“I’m sorry.” I know it’s not my fault but I’m sorry he missed it, too.
“I’ll get to see the next one.” He pulls me more into him, letting me know I’m not going anywhere. I don’t want to.
“You don’t like me and you don’t believe me,” I remind him, tilting my head to give him more room. “You thought I ran from you. Did I have a reason to run from you, Jonas?” He didn’t answer any of my questions the other night.
“I didn't think you did, but maybe I wasn't as good at protecting you from my family as I should have been.” I can hear regret in his voice. If what he said is true then I wasn't the only one who lost something that day. I’ll never understand why someone would go to such great lengths to keep us apart. It’s almost unimaginable.
“Did you love me, Jonas?” I ask, thinking I already knew that answer to the question. He was not only angry when he saw me but hurt.
“Yes. I will always love you. Even before I pieced together what I think happened I was going to marry you. I didn't care why you ran from me. I just knew I wasn't going to let it happen again.”
His words should scare me but I find that his possessive tone only turns me on more. For so long I’d thought I was all alone. Now here is this man willing to do anything to have me even if I’d done something bad. He doesn't care. He just wants me. I turn in his lap, straddling him. His hand slips under my shirt and up my back.
“I’ve stalked you,” I admit. His fingers find my bra. In one snap he pops it open.
“Keep going.” He smirks. My breath catches as my mind grabs ahold of something. Flashes of Jonas giving me that same smile slide through my mind.
“I would see you in magazines.” His thumb slides across my nipple. I arch into his touch, biting my lip. His hand feels so good against my skin. Everything that I thought was missing starts sliding back into place. Although the memories may not be clear, at this moment, I know that I love him. That I’ve always loved him.
“We hate the magazines,” he reminds me. “They make shit up.”
“So you weren't on a yacht not that long ago having the time of your life?” I arch an eyebrow at him, waiting for his reply. My mind screams no. That Jonas would never be happy doing such a thing. I don’t know how I know but I do. Another thing that clicks back into place.
“My life ended the day I thought I lost you.” My eyes lock with his. “I’ve merely existed. Going through the motions to try to get through each day. I would never move on from you, Darby. I told you that the day I asked you to marry me. It is you or no one for me. I meant those words.” My eyes burn with tears. “Don’t cry. You know it kills me when you cry.” I do know that.