Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 72856 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72856 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
She was staring at Booth like she’d seen a ghost.
Fucking perfect.
Mia’s eyes widened as she hurried to me.
“What the hell’s going on?” She whispered fiercely. “What’s he doing here?”
I looked between Masen, Bowe and Booth, suddenly very wary, as I felt the tension blanketing the room
“He works here now,” I said softly.
“I thought he was in Iraq…or Afghanistan…” Mia trailed off as long seconds passed.
Mia watched, we all did, as Masen placed her cookies down on the engine’s front bumper, and then promptly turned and ran flat-out for Booth.
Booth caught her with practiced ease, and they hugged.
Masen cried.
Booth looked complete.
And Bowe looked seriously pissed.
A very fucked up situation, indeed.
“I hope you’re ready for a shit storm,” I muttered under my breath to my future wife.
Mia curled into my arms as we all watched the slow motion train wreck happening in front of us.
“Shit storm isn’t strong enough to describe what’s happening here,” she muttered her agreement.
Epilogue
I just want someone to bring me Chipotle and give me orgasms. Is that too much to ask?
-E-card
Tai
One year later
I pursed my lips and looked down at the crib like it was an evil invention made solely to piss me off.
“You need help?” Jack asked from behind me.
I said something volatile under my breath when the wrench I was holding slipped off the bolt. For the eighth time.
“I could’ve used your help over an hour ago,” I muttered darkly.
Jack dropped down on his knees and held the two pieces of dark cherry wood together, and I screwed it for all I was worth.
“You could’ve just waited for me to get here,” Jack said helpfully.
I tossed him a dirty look.
“If I’d have done that, then Mia would’ve tried to put it together herself. She’s freaking the fuck out that JJ doesn’t have a fucking bed,” I growled.
Mia was also pregnant. Again.
It seemed that, despite being the medical professionals that we both were, each of us struggled to remember birth control. This time, much like the last, was due to our inability to keep our hands off of each other.
One thing led to another, and before either of us realized what was happening, I was coming inside of her, and she was coming around me.
Call it a case of situational amnesia. Hell, I didn’t know what it was. I just knew that Mia’s pussy made me lose my fucking mind.
It’d been three and a half months since we’d been able to have sex, and I’d been consumed with want for her.
Mia chose that moment to come into to the room with JJ in her arms.
“I told him that we couldn’t keep JJ in our room anymore because he kept waking up whenever we tried to have sex,” Mia said, supplying my brother with way too much information
Jack laughed as he stood up, completely forgetting he was holding the boards together, and walked to Mia.
The boards slipped and fell on top of my hand, which elicited a string of vicious curses to fly out of my mouth.
Jack and Mia ignored me as Jack reached for JJ.
“How’s Jack Jr. doing?” Jack asked.
I rolled my eyes.
Jack and his big head.
Jack, Mr. Perfect, getting all the attention while I was over here breaking my hand and shit.
I dropped the tools and let them fall to my side before flopping down onto my back.
I looked up as Mia walked over.
At three months along, she was just barely beginning to show.
When she stopped by my head, I used the opportunity to look up the gap in her shorts, causing her to glare.
“Don’t look at me like that,” she snapped.
I held my hands up. “What’d you expect to happen here?” I asked, gesturing to how she was standing over me.
She glared.
I smiled as I looked up at Mia’s belly, trying hard not to allow my eyes to stray to the pink panties that were covering her pretty pussy.
“Tai!” Mia called again.
I looked up at her.
“What?” I asked.
“What are you thinking about?” She asked worriedly.
I looked down the length of my body at the erection that was straining my knit shorts, then back up at her.
“What do you think I’m thinking about?” I asked with raised brows.
I could tell she gritted her teeth.
“I’m still mad at you,” she said bluntly.
I lifted my hands to caress her ankles.
“Jack, get out of here for a little while,” I ordered.
Jack left without another word, taking JJ with him and closing the door to JJ’s room as he went.
Mia tried to take a step back, but I kept her in place with both hands gripped tightly around her ankles.
Then in a fast move she was too pregnant to avert, I was up on my knees and I had her ass in my hands as she gasped in surprise.
“Jesus, you’re like a ninja!” She growled, attempting to push my head away from her belly.