Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 106948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 535(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 535(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
“We’ll see about that. If you’re a good girl, I might—might—let you rim me,” I whispered back, the last of the song covering our conversation before the clapping began.
It helped that half the audience was somehow either related to Carla, or were our good friends. Of course, once our girls had started dancing, Ramón’s girls had demanded to do the same, then Diego’s. Fernando, the lucky fuck, had a pack of little tomboys running around his garage and giving him gray hairs, so he was busy taking them to karate practice and soccer tournaments.
Yep, we were surrounded by little girls, every one of us. That meant our lives were filled with an odd combination of guns and hair bows, assassinations and standing around shooting the shit while our kids got their faces painted at a local fair. We were fucked-up, but we were family, and we’d weather any storm, overcome anything life threw at us, because each and every one of us had amazing wives who loved us with every bit of their formidable hearts…and that made all the difference.
The End