Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 70092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
"How is school?” I ask, and I can see her eyes get guarded.
"Good." She looks down at Violet. "Do you want to help me set up the plates?"
"Yes," Violet says, jumping up and down.
I look down the hallway when I hear the clicking of heels and see my wife coming toward us. I can't help but smile at her when our eyes meet. She sees Violet talking to Sofia, so she comes to me. “Hello, gorgeous." I wrap my arm around her waist and bend to kiss her. “How’re you feeling?"
"Tired," she says, leaning her head on my shoulder. She is five weeks pregnant, and we just found out. We decided that it was now or never, and well, as always it took one time, and she was pregnant. “Thank God Sofia decided to take us up on the summer intern job,” she says, looking over at her. “I mean, not that she needs it. She's been helping us since she turned sixteen." Presley laughs. "So much for staying on the farm and becoming a veterinarian like Harlow."
"I'm going to go and get everything set up for the meeting," Sofia says, and Presley just nods her head.
"Um, Violet?" she calls to our daughter. "Where are my hug and kiss?" She puts her hands on her hips like Violet did to me not too long ago. Violet rolls her eyes, and I have to look down and not show her I'm about to laugh. "Where is your bow?" she asks Violet.
"Daddy couldn't do it." She leans in and tries to whisper, but it doesn't come out as a whisper.
"I can do it," Sofia says. "Let's get you dressed for success." She holds out her hand for Violet, who goes over to her.
They walk out the door to the car, and Presley gets up, standing in front of me. "God, you smell good," I say, bringing her closer to me. "Shall we go into the office?"
"Well, when you twist my arm that way," she teases as she leads me back into her office, where we go into the bathroom and have a quickie. She pulls her skirt down after she cleans up, and we walk out together.
"You guys are fucking disgusting," Shelby declares, holding Arya, her six-month-old daughter, in her arms. "There are children in the building." She holds her hands over Arya's ears. I wish I could say I was embarrassed, but with these three, nothing, and I mean nothing, could embarrass me.
"I heard you guys from my office." Clarabella waddles into the room. She's six months pregnant, but from the size of her, she's having a turkey. I'm still shocked she's having a child. "I was both disgusted and impressed."
"Okay, are we going to start this meeting?" Shelby says. "Before Sofia comes in."
"I'm so excited, Clarabella." Presley claps her hands. "She's going to be so shocked."
I look at Presley. "We are officially offering Sofia a full-time position as soon as she finishes school."
"Time to hand over the reins," Shelby says.
"Well," Presley says, “it's hers to take."
Two Years Later
Sofia
"You've got this," Clarabella says from behind her desk.
"Just remember, none of us knew what the hell we were doing," Presley tells me as she nurses her son from the couch while her other son is bouncing in the saucer right in front of her. Irish twins are what we call them. Shelby calls them a walking birth control sponsor.
"And if you need anything, we are here," Shelby reminds me, and I grab my pad.
"I've got this." I try to sound more sure of myself than I really am. "I've got this."
"Who runs the world?" Clarabella says.
"Boys and girls, according to Violet," I joke with her.
"Get out of my office and go nail that couple." She points at the door and turns and walks out.
My stomach has been in knots since last week when they handed me this client. I knew I could do it. I just have stage fright. "Here we go," I say as I pull open the door to the venue where the couple is standing with their backs to me.
I look down at my nude heels for a second, and when I look up, everything inside me stops. There standing in front of me with a blond girl holding his hand is my first love, Matthew Petrov.
Dearest Love,
Sigh, what can I say? I just can't say goodbye just yet.
Especially now that Sofia has taken over.
The stars have aligned, and it looks like not only is her first love back in her life, but she has to plan his wedding.
Will he walk down the aisle?
Who will be the bride?
You know what they say.
Only time will tell
Until July 2023
Love NM
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