Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 138683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 555(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 555(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
“I missed you! How long has it been?” she rushed.
I quirked a brow at her when I managed to untangle myself from her hold. Only thing it did was shift her hands to my sides.
Heat curled up my spine.
“It’s been a week.” You know, because the girl liked to come in here and torture me.
She grinned, so damned sweet. “Way too long. I’ve totally missed you. And seriously, have you grown since the last time I saw you? I always thought of you as a mountain man, but I changed my mind…I think you’re an actual freaking mountain.”
Stepping back, she held on to my arms while she looked my giant frame up and down.
A tease played across those red lips, warmth dripping from her being.
Girl pure fucking sun.
“Hardly.” The word was rough.
“I dunno,” she drew out, “you’re looking extra big to me.”
Eden giggled at her side. “Tessa, leave the poor guy alone.”
She glanced at Eden. “What are you even talking about? Milo loves me.”
Her attention swung back to me, red hair swishing all over her bare shoulders. “Don’t you?”
Without answering, I took a step back to put some space between us. “I hear we’re celebrating tonight?”
“That’s right, baby! School’s out.” Tessa gave a sloppy slug to my shoulder.
Eden shook her head. “She’s acting excited right now, but she went and took the director position at the foundation, and now she’s going to have to work all summer break.”
Aghast, those blue eyes widened, and Tessa pressed a hand to her heart. “Do I look like the kind of girl who wants to miss out on all the fun?”
“Working overtime at the foundation?” Eden’s brows lifted on the tease.
“Says the girl who will be teaching ballet classes there all summer,” Tessa tossed back.
The two of them taught at a private school, and they could razz each other all they wanted, but there was no question they loved it.
“So, where is this one’s husband, anyway? I’m surprised Trent wasn’t at the door, ready to go caveman on her adorable ass.” Tessa knocked her hip into Eden’s.
Eden giggled as she peered down the hall. “Is it weird if I agree with Tessa?”
Tessa feigned offense. “Why would you not agree with me? I know all the things. I told you Trent was your Ace, didn’t I? You should be forever grateful for my stellar intuition. Your mouth would still be watering for a taste of that bad boy if I hadn’t intervened. You’re welcome for your kids, too.”
Tessa waggled her brows.
Light laughter rippled from Eden. “Is it sad you’re probably right?”
Fucking cute, the two of them, tied at the hip the way they were.
“Nothing sad about it.” Tessa took her hand. “You’re my ride or die. I complete you. Well, me and your smoking hot hubby, and I may not give you all those yummy O’s, but I was here first, so you’re stuck with me.”
“I’ll be forever in your debt.”
“You know it.” Tessa was all grins.
I angled my head down the hall. “Trent is tied up in a meeting.”
I stepped around them to start walking. I needed to get the hell out of that confined space. “He asked me to meet you two and make sure you got to your private booth. He should be finished in a few minutes.”
“Oooo, we get an escort. I feel like a celebrity right now. The perks of being this one’s bestie.” Tessa fumbled along behind me, trying to book it up to my side while wearing those heels.
Felt her like chaos at my side. Like one of those summer storms that were really fucking gorgeous to look at but could cause outright annihilation.
The second we dipped out into the main room, I was on edge.
I began to wind them through the crush, ready to pounce on any fucker who got the wrong idea.
People parted like they felt the intensity that gushed from my being, that intuition to step aside. I cut a path to the booth tucked at the far back corner of the club that was reserved for the Lawsons and their guests.
“Here we are,” I said, standing off to the side so they could slip in. Tessa touched my arm as she passed, slanting me a sweet look that made me itchy. “Thanks, Milo. You are the best.”
Reining my wayward eyes was hopeless as she slipped into one side of the booth. There was no goddamn way to stop my gaze from tracing the length of her silky thighs, the way her knees parted just enough to give me a veiled glimpse of what had become nothing but a fantasy.
Like I said, the torturer of my dreams.
Tiny Tease.
Except she didn’t have a clue what she did to me.
“I’ll be nearby if you need me.”
Tessa winked. “As if we’d expect anything less of you.”
I set up post about five feet away, hidden in the corner, and leaned against the wall with my arms crossed over my chest.