Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 79959 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79959 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
And with that, he was gone.
I turned expectant eyes on Reign.
“Fuckin' fine,” he conceded and I heard a bunch of groans from out peanut gallery. A lot of men just lost money. Always underestimating me. “But we ain't going to your father's for Thanksgiving.”
“Okay honey,” I said, moving to wrap my arms around him, mostly to hide my smile. Thanksgiving had been a sore spot for weeks. “That's fine. We can all do Thanksgiving at your cabin instead.”
“Summer...” he said, sounding tired.
“I love you,” I tried. It was cheap and I knew it. But, hell, when you're going up against a badass outlaw biker dude, you had to play whatever you had up your sleeves.
“Love ya too, babe, but no fuckin' way.”
I pulled back slightly to look up at him, giving him a smile. “For me?”
His head tilted upward, begging the sky for some kind of intervention. Getting none, he looked back down at me and sighed. His hand went up, brushing his knuckles down my cheek. “For you?”
“Mmhmm,” I said, letting the smile grow. I had him. I knew it. He knew it. And it was certainly something worth smiling about. Two wins in one day? It was unheard of.
“For you,” he said again, shrugging, “anything.”