Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 95295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 476(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 476(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
“Good to know I have options at least.” She looks at the phone as it beeps before she ignores it and looks back at me. Her hair is wild from me spending most of the night with it in my fists. Her eyes are bright green this morning but look like they have yellow in them like a sunflower. In other words, she’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on. Ever.
“Just keeping it real with you, Sweetheart.” I take a gulp of my black coffee, trying to decide whether I’m going to make her breakfast or walk over to her, pluck her out of her chair, and let her ride me. I’m thinking I’ll go for the second option when the phone rings, and I know it’s not hers because it’s coming from the door where my jacket is.
“That would be yours,” she notes, picking up her coffee. I push off the counter to walk to my jacket, but I stop beside her, surprising her when I grab her hair and tug it back so she is looking up at me. Her eyes gloss over as I bend to kiss her lips before going to my phone.
Pulling it out of my jacket pocket, I see that it’s my cousin Charlie. “Hey.” I put the phone to my ear.
“Hey, you are like an hour late,” he huffs. “Do you think you’ll be joining us before lunch?”
“It’s not even seven thirty,” I point out, “but I’m on my way. I just have to make breakfast, and I’m coming.”
“We have food here.”
“Wasn’t going to make the food for me,” I say, and he chuckles. I look over at Zara, who is looking at her phone and then turning it over, probably so I don’t see. I shouldn’t care, but I fucking do.
“Big bad wolf finally got laid.” He laughs. “I can’t wait to see the spring in your step.”
“I’ll be there as soon as I can,” I assure him. “Got to head home and change first, switch out the truck.”
“I’ll alert the boys,” he says, hanging up.
“You don’t have to cook me breakfast, Cowboy,” she says when I toss my phone on the table and turn back to the kitchen.
“Sweetheart, I know I don’t have to, but I want to.” I avoid looking at her. I open the cupboards until I find what I need. “How do you like your eggs?”
“Usually scrambled,” she tells me, and I go about cutting the bacon into little pieces before tossing it in the pan.
“What’s your plan for the day?” I ask her as I whisk the two eggs in a bowl and add a splash of milk with some pepper.
“I have a couple of emails to look over, and then I’m going to go grocery shopping.” She heaves a sigh when her phone rings again.
“You might as well answer it,” I suggest, wanting to pick up the phone myself and see what the asshole has to say.
"Fuck that," she snaps, “I said what I had to say to him. There is literally nothing else to discuss.”
I add the eggs in the pan with the bacon, making a sort of scrambled hash but without the cheese. When it’s done, I grab a plate, pouring the eggs on it before walking to the table and setting it in front of her. “This smells delicious.” She looks up at me, and again, I take the opportunity to kiss her lips. “My mouth is watering.”
“Well, you worked hard this morning.” I wink. “I’m going to get my things,” I tell her, not wanting to just leave but knowing I have no choice, “and get out of your hair.”
“I think that’s the only place you didn’t get into, Cowboy.” She picks up the fork and puts some of the eggs on it.
“Keep talking like that, Sweetheart,” I warn her, “and you’ll be eating cold eggs.” I kiss her again before I go back upstairs to the bedroom to grab my T-shirt, putting it on before grabbing my socks and boots. When I walk back downstairs, I find her in the kitchen rinsing off her plate and cleaning up.
I wrap my arms around her, and she looks up at me from the side. “Um, I was just thinking.”
“Yeah.”
“Sofia is my sister-in-law.” I nod at her, knowing exactly where this is going. “And well, I don’t really want this to get back to anyone back home.”
“You want this to be our thing?” I ask her.
“I think it would be better for both of us if we just keep this to ourselves.”
I should be happy she wants this. All I need is for everyone to know I fucked Sofia’s sister-in-law. My Uncle Casey would whoop my ass, but something about keeping it a secret doesn’t sit well with me. “I guess that would be good.” I kiss her. “We’ll play it by ear.” I turn and walk out of the kitchen to the table to grab my phone.