Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31869 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31869 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
No doubt, those two were the wildest bastards here. Although Ty and Remy could sometimes come in a close second. Frankly, Flynn and Kline were the only men here who didn’t drive me or anyone else fucking crazy.
When I took a discreet taste of her neck with my tongue, she giggled some more, and I had the urge to drag her back into the bedroom and have my wicked way with her. But it was too early, and everyone in this house was nosy as fuck. If we tried anything now, there’d probably be half a dozen people with kitchen glasses pressed up to our door.
“Oh, what I’d do to be able to take you right here,” I whispered hotly into her ear. “I’d lay you down on this island, spread those gorgeous fucking legs wide, and push my cock so deep inside you, you wouldn’t know where I ended and you began.”
“Wes.” A tiny little moan escaped her lips.
I pushed myself against her so she could feel that I meant every word.
“Stop it,” she whispered back through a snort. “You’re making me horny, and I can’t be horny right now because this lake house is filled with people I no longer want here. Well, besides Lexi, Ace, and Julia. They’re too cute to deny.”
I grinned down at her and reached up to tuck a strand of blond hair behind her ear. “I guess we’ll have to shelve this conversation until…tonight. When I finally have you alone again.”
“I can’t wait.” My beautiful wife stepped up onto the tips of her toes to press a kiss to the corner of my mouth. “Now, if you don’t mind, I’m going to go say good morning to our daughter.”
I watched as Winnie headed into the living room to sit beside Lexi, who was currently busy watching something on her iPad. For all I knew, she was learning quantum physics or in the middle of brokering a peace deal for the Middle East.
Lexi smiled up at her mom, and just the vision of the two of them, my wife and my daughter, cuddled up together on the couch hit me straight in the chest.
Fuck, I’m one lucky bastard.
I grabbed my cup of coffee and walked over to the large windows that looked out toward the deck.
Kline and Georgia were sitting outside together, him with his arm around his wife, and Georgia breastfeeding baby Julia. In the distance, I could make out Thatch’s big-ass body with his toddler sitting on his shoulders, holding Cassie’s hand as they walked along the dock.
“You do this every fucking time, Jude!” Ty bellowed, and I glanced over my shoulder to see him tossing his cards onto the table facedown. “Fuck.”
Winnie’s brothers were still busy with their game of Texas Hold’em, which for the last thirty minutes or so had revolved around arguments where Ty was most vocal of them all.
“What?” Jude questioned with a little smirk. “I’m allowed to go all in. That’s not against the rules, bro.”
Remy chuckled. “But you go all in with every hand, bro. It gets old after a while.”
“Maybe my cards are just that good, though?”
“Or maybe you suck at Hold’em, and it’s the only strategy your tiny fucking brain can manage,” Ty grumbled.
Jude just laughed it off—his uncanny ability to not take things personally was actually remarkable—and Ty hopped out of his chair to walk into the kitchen.
“Where are you going?” Flynn asked with a smirk.
“I’m done playing with you assholes!” Ty retorted over his shoulder as he poured himself a fresh cup of coffee. “I’m ready to do something else.”
“We should take Uncle Brad’s boat out,” Remy suggested, and I met his eyes.
“I like that plan.”
“You think the boat is big enough for everyone?” Winnie asked from the living room, making Remy grin.
“Everyone but Jude and Ty, so yes, it’s perfect.”
Jude laughed. “Fuck you, bro. I’m coming.”
“Jude!” Winnie chastised and nodded toward Lexi. “Can you cool it with the f-bombs, please? There are little ears here.”
“You know,” Lexi chimed in, glancing between her mom and Jude. “Studies have shown that people who utilize the word ‘fuck’ in everyday conversations have a higher level of intelligence than people who don’t.”
“Did you hear that, sis?” Jude cracked up. “I’m basically a genius.”
Winnie flashed a glare at her brother as she ran her hands through Lexi’s hair. “I think we can all agree that your uncle Jude is an exception to that study. And, Lexi baby, don’t use that word.”
“When can I use that word, Mommy?”
“When you’re an adult.”
“And when do I qualify as an adult?” Lexi continued to question. “When I’m eighteen and receive the right to vote and can enlist in the military? Or when I’m twenty-one and can legally engage in the purchase of alcohol?”
Remy chuckled and grinned at Winnie. “Your kid is too smart.”