Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 92809 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92809 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
My world starts tilting on its axis.
“That’s a yes? You want to resign?”
“Yeah, of course I do, but do you? For real? You’ll give up millions and a shit ton of prestige and backhanders and associates because of a curvy whore you only really met a few weeks ago?”
I smile at her as I pick up my phone.
“I already have.”
“You have what?! Stepped down from the Agency?”
I nod. “Yes. I have stepped down from the Agency.”
The look of pure disbelief on her face is a picture I’ll remember for ever.
“That’s fucking crazy, Reuben! It’s mental! What the fuck?!”
With that she leaps from the stool and throws herself at me. Her arms wrap around my neck, her tits pressed tight to my chest as I hold my elf girl tight.
“I didn’t tell you, because I wanted the decision to be yours,” I say. “I wanted to know you felt the same way.”
Tiffany kisses me like I’m a hero, holding my face as though I’m a saviour from the Lord above.
“Creamgirl can fuck right off now for all I care,” she says. “Not only do I want to be Santa’s baby. I want to have Santa’s baby. Buckle up, Daddy, it’s going to be one hell of a ride.”
I fire off a simple no to Orla before my phone is abandoned at the table. I’ve no time left for the Agency, or the politics, or the intricacies of Tiffany’s official verdict. I’m far too concerned with making a baby with my baby.
I finally shut my past behind me, and soak in the wonder of Tiffany. Just Tiffany. No Creamgirl left in sight.
“One last thing…” I reach into my suit jacket pocket and pull out what’s left of the snow globe, just Santa, on his sleigh seat, with the naked chubby girl bouncing on his lap. “It really could be us,” I say, “our worlds we knew have been shattered, yet here we are, still together.”
“Wow,” Tiff says as she takes it from me. “I guess we have ourselves a perfect tree topper.”
I chuckle. “Good idea. We need a tree first, though.”
“Come on, Reuben,” she says, grabbing my hand. “Let’s get upstairs and make my big belly a bit bigger, as soon as we fucking can. The tree can wait.”
28
TIFFANY
Ican’t wait to get up to Reuben’s bedroom. It’s like a consummation. Something that feels almost sacred.
I want to make love to him.
Truly make love to the man I love.
I grip his hand in mine as I lead us upstairs. It’s going to be a wild ride from this day forward, in the best of ways – I’m going to make sure of it.
I never thought I’d be in a position where Kian would pale into insignificance, but the gorgeous Reuben Sinclair has risen my soul to a whole new level. This is a man who knows what love is. I see it in his eyes, I know it from his smile, and I feel it in his touch as he pulls me close when we cross the threshold.
Fuck, how my mushy heart is racing as he brushes a thumb across my cheek.
“I didn’t know what dreams I’d been missing, until I found you.”
I still can’t believe he’s resigned from the Agency, abandoning such a treasure trove for a girl like me. He sees more in me than Kian ever did, and it’s become so obvious now. The guy I thought was my soulmate didn’t know my soul at all. Not like Reuben does.
“I guess this is monogamy, then?” I smile up at my former boss. “Wild, isn’t it? How things pan out.”
“Extraordinary. Just like you.” He brushes my hair from my shoulder and plants a gentle kiss on my neck. “I need you, Tiff. I need our future.”
“So do I.” I look up into his eyes. “I lied about not being a mummy with kids girl, by the way. I just gave up on the idea long ago.”
“For the sake of Creamgirl?”
I shake my head. “Nah. Creamgirl was the thing that kept me going. Throwing myself into my happy place of sex without strings just kept the pain at bay.”
“What pain were you running from?”
I’m so hot and horny for my new love that it seems a bizarre time to be baring the hurt of my past, but it feels so natural. For once, I feel utterly secure. Done and safe has a whole new meaning. Not just in relation to Kian, but in relation to the rest of my early life. My own family didn’t really give a toss. Mum was always arguing with my stepdad, who hated me from day one. My older brother never bothered with me, just called me a weird bitch whenever we crossed paths and pushed me aside.
Then there was Josh who became my family. My first taste of something unconditional.