Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 114237 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 571(@200wpm)___ 457(@250wpm)___ 381(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114237 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 571(@200wpm)___ 457(@250wpm)___ 381(@300wpm)
“He is not going to think that, Saryn,” I chastised myself.
I heard someone drive up and park. I looked out the window and saw it was Truitt. Rus barked and ran to the back door.
“No running, Rus!” I called out, still being overprotective, though, he had clearly healed weeks ago.
Why was Truitt back so soon? Had the guys decided not to go out?
Drawing in a deep breath, I closed my eyes and quickly sent up a prayer for the right way to break the news to Truitt.
When I opened my eyes, he was standing there. I smiled when I saw him holding a giant bouquet of roses.
“Those are beautiful,” I said as I made my way over to him. Rus jumped up a few times until Truitt told him to sit.
“You’re not going to believe what happened to me in HEB when I was buying the flowers.”
Knowing this could go any way, I asked, “What happened?”
He rolled his eyes and replied, “I knocked over a huge display of flowers. Don’t ask me how, I just did. Water went everywhere, and I’m pretty sure the lady who works in the floral department called me a jackass idiot.”
I covered my mouth and tried not to laugh but failed.
“Truitt! How?”
He shrugged and handed me the red roses. “Be careful, there are thorns, and if you’re like me, you might have forgotten that. Maybe I never even knew it, but I do know.”
He held up a finger; there was a bandage wrapped around it.
Carefully, I took the flowers and walked into the kitchen. I gently put them on the counter, and then took out a vase to fill up with water. I trimmed the roses and placed them in the vase and set it on the middle of the kitchen island.
“What are you doing home, and why did you bring flowers? What happened?” I asked suspiciously.
With a soft chuckle, Truitt walked over to me and picked up my hands. He looked me directly in the eyes.
“Is it true? Are you carrying our baby?”
My stomach dropped, then flipped, then my heart fluttered. I must have opened my mouth a dozen times before I finally asked, “How did you know? Truitt, I only just found out yesterday. How? When?”
He laughed and crushed his mouth to mine. Then he drew my body up against his and deepened the kiss. There was no longer any need to worry about how he would react.
“Right now, it doesn’t matter. All I want to do is take you to bed and make love to you, after you promise me something.”
I was limp in his arms, relief flooding through my veins, along with a sense of desire. He knew. Truitt knew I was pregnant, and he seemed happy.
“Anything,” I whispered to him.
Truitt looked at me and those blue eyes seemed to peer right into the depths of my soul.
“Let me marry you.”
My eyes widened and I tried not to, but I laughed at the craziness of his words.
“Marry you! Truitt, we…”
“Are in love. We’re having a baby, and you’re the only woman I have ever wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I want you to be mine. I want to adopt Liliana and officially make her my daughter. I want us to be a family.”
Tears filled my eyes, and I threw my arms around his neck. When he wrapped his arms around me and whispered, “I love you so much,” I cried even harder.
Truitt reached down, picked me up, and then carried me to the bedroom. He sat down on the edge of the bed and rested me on his lap.
“Are those happy tears?”
“Yes!” I said, wiping them away.
“Yes, you’ll marry me, or yes, they’re happy tears?”
“Yes to both!” I exclaimed.
He grinned and then moved to place me on the bed.
“Strip out of your clothes, because I am dying to be inside you with no condom on.”
I laughed and leaned up on my elbows. “What?”
He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the side. Then he worked at toeing off his boots and taking off his jeans as I knelt on the bed and began to undress. I’d seen Truitt strip in excitement to have sex before, but this time he was moving at warp speed.
Truitt stood before me in nothing but his boxer briefs. My mouth watered at the sight, and my fingers itched to touch his toned body. With each movement he made, his muscles flexed. My goodness, when would I get used to this man and his beauty, both inside and out?
And I was having his baby.
My stomach fluttered like mad. When he pushed his boxers down and revealed his erection, I instantly felt the wetness between my legs and moaned.
Truitt crawled onto the bed, which caused me to fall back onto it and wait for him to touch me. I practically shook with anticipation.