Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23153 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23153 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“I’m sure Atlas doesn’t have any complaints!” Mina teases.
I laugh as the conversation dissolves into a raunchy discussion about which one of us has had the dirtiest sex. By the time we’re done talking, I have more than a few new ideas I want to try with my handsome husband.
Before she leaves, I give Emmy a tight hug.
Once she’s gone, I thread my way around the boxes in the living room until I find the one marked with books. There’s still so much to unpack. It amazes me how much stuff two people can collect.
Once we have children, there will be even more things. But despite all of our jokes about it, Brock and I are taking a laid-back approach. I’ve come off birth control pills, but we figure it’ll happen when it happens. We’re not rushing it.
In the meantime, Jill keeps showing me nursery décor and reminding Brock that she’s ready any time he wants to show up at her house with grandbabies for her to watch over. It’s obvious that our kids will have the best Nana in the world.
I still haven’t heard from my sister, and I don’t expect to. I finally accepted that she ended our relationship the day she stole my boyfriend from me.
“What are you doing, carrying that?” Brock demands.
I was so lost in thought that I didn’t even hear him come in the front door.
“I’m setting up for my new office,” I tell him, puffing as I put the box down on the office carpet.
“Pregnant women shouldn’t lift heavy things,” he grumps.
“I’m not pregnant,” I remind him as I open the box. We must have this conversation at least twice a week.
“You could be,” he points out. OK, so maybe I’m the one taking the laid-back approach. Still, I love Brock’s enthusiasm and eagerness to be a father. The moment it happens, he’s going to be so thrilled.
“Am not,” I argue.
I lean down to gather the books. But before I can, I find myself scooped into Brock’s strong arms. He stares at me, heat and lust blazing in his gaze. “Let’s get to work on that.”
I laugh as he carries me up the stairs. This man is the hero in my love story, and I can’t wait to discover all of the sweet, romantic chapters we’re going to write together.