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)
"Please," she said in a plea. "There is no one else I want to be my first." I looked into her blue eyes and I was lost. I didn't even have time to make a decision because she got on her tippy-toes and her lips found mine.
"I'm going to make her mine," I tell the dark room when I blink away the memories. "She's always been mine. Now it's time to show her."
Chapter 7
Presley
The sound of the phone beeping wakes me from my sleep and usually I would have jumped out of bed. But my eyes flutter closed and I sink deeper into the bed. "Just five more minutes." I snuggle with the covers at my neck. I'm about to slip into sleep again when I hear a soft knock on the door. "Are you kidding me." I slip my hand out of my covers and look at my watch. "Who the hell is at my door at seven freaking a.m.?” I don't know who I'm asking and I also know that no one is going to answer me. "Do you think if I ignore them, they are going to go away?" I don't wait for an answer because I hear the beeping of the front door keypad before the lock opens. "Well, that can be four people," I say to myself. "But I'm going to go out on a limb and say that it's not anybody related to me." The room is dark with the light coming in from the open door.
"Gorgeous." I hear his voice and close my eyes, not bothering to answer him because it's a matter of time before he finds me and it's not like I'm playing hide-and-seek. "There you are," he says from the doorway of my bedroom. "This isn't like you." I hear his soft voice come closer and closer to the bed, and I open my eyes. "Usually, you are out of bed at five." He stands there in blue pants and a white button-down shirt tucked in with a brown belt. The two top buttons are open and I can already taste his skin under my lips. Usually, I see him at the end of the day with his sleeves rolled up but now with them down he looks so official, and handsome as hell.
"I know," I huff when he sits on the side of the bed. "But I literally could not drag my ass out of bed." He puts his arm over me and leans in to kiss my lips. My stomach flutters as I push away the thought that I actually missed him last night. I also ignore that I was surprised that he didn't come over or the fact that I was sad that he didn't.
"I brought you breakfast," he says and the minute he says that, my stomach lets out a big grumble and he laughs. "Looks like I'm right on time. Why don't I go grab the food and bring it to you?" He moves his hand up and down my side.
"What did you get?" I ask him, not even caring at this point, I could eat a house. When did I become so hungry?
"I got you some pancakes, eggs, French toast, and some fruit," he says and all I can do is smile at him. "Does that smile mean I did good?" He leans in again to give me a kiss and I bask in it.
"You did good," I tell him as he gets up and I toss the covers off me, showing him that I was sleeping naked.
"Damn," he says, looking at me up and down slowly. "Maybe I can have breakfast myself." The way his voice comes out makes my knees weak.
"Let me see how good breakfast is and then maybe we can both have dessert." I walk into the bathroom, knowing that he's looking at me. I brush my teeth and go the bathroom, grabbing my white robe he bought me. I look in the mirror, making sure that I don't look like I just crawled out of bed. I also take a second and look at my stomach again. I spent most of last night standing by the mirror, looking at it from the front and the side to see if maybe there was a clue there that I was pregnant. There was nothing there, nothing. My stomach was still flat, and when I walk out, he's walking back in with my big tray. "How much food did you get?"
"Well, considering you are eating for two." He smirks and his eyes light up. "A lot." He stops, waiting for me to get back in bed. "Why did you put your robe on?"
I laugh at him. "Because I'm going to be eating." I prop the pillows behind my back and look down at all the food he's brought me. He places the tray on my lap and walks over to his side and gets in the bed on top of the covers.