Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 63786 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63786 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
“I’ll never get over the look on Igor’s face when he saw the car,” she says, her beautiful face beaming with a big smile. “You know, I could get used to this soft, yummy side of you.”
I lift an eyebrow. “I don’t think anyone has ever called me soft and yummy before.”
She grins, and it’s a mix of sweet and wicked, just like her. “No, because you’re usually walking around like a grumpy robot, barking orders at people and kidnapping poor, unsuspecting women from their apartments in the middle of the night.”
She flutters her long eyelashes at me, and I grin as I pull her into my arms, liking the feel of her curves against my body. “The latter was the best thing I’ve ever done.”
“Oh really?”
I glide my palm over her belly, which is growing every day, and feel a surge of love for the baby growing inside. I lift my gaze back to her. “And I’d do it all over again in a heartbeat.”
She smiles, and it’s gentle and warm. “I like soft and yummy.”
I kiss her and feel the lust unfurl in my body. Brooke softens against me, but I break off the kiss. I didn’t bring her in here for that—I’ve got something else I want to do. Something I’ve been wanting to do for days.
“I’ve got something for you too,” I say.
Her eyes sparkle. “You do? What is it?”
I remove the small box from my breast pocket and hand it to her.
When she hesitates, I gently prompt her. “Go on, open it.”
She lifts the lid and gasps when she sees the black diamond ring winking up at her.
“Oh my God, it’s stunning. What is this?”
“It was my grandmother’s engagement ring and her mother’s before that. They say the diamond is the rarest of its kind and is said to bring an abundance of good luck to whoever wears it.”
Brooke lifts her big brown eyes to me. “I don’t understand. Are you giving this to me?”
I drop to my knee in front of her.
“I fucked up, Brooke. I should never have doubted you. But even I can’t turn back time to fix it. All I can offer you is today and the future, and I figure two out of three isn’t bad. So if you’ll have me, I’ll give you all of me. Everything. The good. The bad. The light. The dark. And every shade in between. No holds barred, Brooke. No doubt.”
“You want me to marry you?”
“Zayka, I want that more than the air in my fucking lungs.”
Tears brim in her eyes and spill down her cheeks.
“I’m crazy fucking in love with you, Brooke Masters. So please don’t keep me hanging.” I lift an eyebrow. “I don’t get on my knees for anyone. But I’ll get on my knees every day for the rest of my life if it means you’ll say yes.”
Tears stream down her face. “You love me?”
“More than fucking life.”
“Then get up here and kiss me.”
I rise to my feet, take her in my arms, and crush my lips to hers. She doesn’t hold back. She kisses me just as fiercely and hungrily as I kiss her.
“Is that a yes?” I ask.
She nods, and I take the ring from the box and slide it onto her finger.
“I’m not taking this one off,” she says through her tears.
“Good. But these…” I start sliding the thin straps of her tank top down each shoulder. “These have gotta go.”
She looks up at me coyly. “Why?”
“Because what I’m about to do to you… they’re just gonna be in the way.”
She laughs as I continue to peel her clothes from her luscious body.
And I show her exactly what I’m talking about.
47
LEV
Because we can’t wait, I marry her the very next day in Igor’s hospital room with only Feliks, Igor, and Enya in attendance. Still recuperating from his bullet wound, Feliks is sitting in a chair beside the door nursing an open bottle of champagne we smuggled in, while Enya lies with Igor on his bed, her tiny body snuggled tightly against my giant friend.
I wear a suit, and my stunning bride looks like an angel in a sheath of champagne satin. It clings to her beautiful curves as well as the heavy swell of her stomach where my baby is growing.
God, every time I see her belly, I’m overcome with love for her and the baby she’s nurturing in her womb.
She smiles across at me, and I can see the love shining in her big eyes. She’s carrying a tiny posy of flowers she picked from the garden, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen her look so beautiful.
I’m so fucking in love with her I can barely see straight. I want the priest to hurry up and get it done so I can kiss her as my wife for the very first time.