Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 65039 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65039 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
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Chapter 7
"Daniel, I've got a yard full of people out there waiting."
"They'll keep, get back here."
"What, again, what the heck doc you been smoking trees again?"
"It's legal babe."
"I know but, the kids."
"The kids, they've probably been smoking it while it was illegal, I mean your daughter talks a mile a minute without taking a breath and is always smiling, the oldest is two braids away from being a hippie and have you seen your son, half the boy's body tells a story."
"Excuse me, but if I remember correctly, you were the one who said 'let the kids make their own way, let them be happy doing what they like'. "
"I'm not complaining, I'm just saying, our kids are weed heads."
"They are not."
"How did we get off track, bring that sexy ass over here. Aww my little girl still blushes."
"Stop it." He's so bad.
"I'm not sexy anymore, I'm getting old."
"Babe are you serious, I've been looking at your ass for over thirty years and it just keeps getting better, nice tight ass."
My face is on fire.
"Oh what the hell, make it quick."
It's not like I didn't know he likes seconds, my guy has never let me down in over thirty years.
"Ooh wah, ride 'em cowgirl."
He's such a freak.
Half an hour later I was relatively decent with a permanent smile on my face, hopefully no one will know what I'd been up to, except my nosy kids.
I'll just have to avoid them for a little bit.
"Char, when did you get here, why didn't you call me?"
My best friend was coming up the stairs as I was going down, thank God I'd left Daniel in the shower when I did, crazy man.
"Just got here and no one seemed to know where you were, then I noticed your hunka husband was missing and put two and two together, you two still make me sick."
"Jealous bitch."
We kissed cheeks and clasped elbows as we headed back down.
"So, remember I told you about the new receptionist at Lyon's Place and how she met Colton the same day you said he'd meet his wife, well I invited her here today. I have no idea what she looks like but she sounds sweet as pie.
A little young but what the heck, I got married when I was her age.
Now Char, when you meet my new daughter in law not one word about the wedding, you know how these kids are today, jittery about everything."
"Meanwhile you've already got the color scheme picked out eh Elena."
"No, no, that's the girl's right, I will not be my mother in law I will let her have the wedding of Her dreams, but I do have the venue picked out."
Char laughed her ass off.
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"Where are we going in such a hurry?"
"You don't talk until we get out of sight of all these people."
Did he realize that he was more than a foot taller than me, and that his legs ate up more space than my stumps?
Wait a minute, why wasn't I screaming in fear, my heart was beating fast yes, but not with fear only with excitement.
I looked at his forceful arms as he pulled me along behind him, his fuck awesome hair and that lick of flames that climbed up the side of his neck.
Well damn, a nice pair of silk panties toasted.
I thought we were headed to the house but he pulled me around the side out of sight of the others and pushed me up against the wall.
"What's this?"
Oi, he covered one of my breasts with his hand.
I crossed my legs and started rubbing them together like a cricket.
What! I couldn't help it he was being all masterful and shit.
"What the fuck Sloan, what are you doing?"
"Nothing." I sounded like a strangled sheep.
What do you expect, I just came on myself and now he's doing that scowling face thing with his eyes glaring at me and oh merciful heavens I'm going to combust.
"Air, air, I need air."
"Babe, seriously, we're outside, how much more air can you possibly need, now stop fucking around. What, is, this?"
"What's what?"
"The clothes, why the fuck you been coming to my place looking like Broom Hilda when you're walking around with the body of a fucking bombshell, you trying to fuck with my head?"
"No, no, absolutely not...if you could just... your hand."
I pushed my breast harder into his hand, he gave a little squeeze and then let go.
Nooooo.
"Sorry, shit, didn't even realize I was doing that shit."
Well spare me your full attention for the next five minutes before you kill me.
"Now answer me, why the disguise?"
"It's not a disguise per se, I just... I'm not ready to talk about it."
"Talk about what, what's going on?"
"Sir I just said..."
"Fuck it, I warned you."
That's all the warning I got before I was crushed against his chest, feet off the ground and his junk right where it did the most good...for now.