Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 82112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
“I don’t want you working.” Although I had no real reason why. Yoga wasn’t cleaning hotel rooms.
She closed her eyes and sighed, then opened them again. “Please, Saxon. I need to interact with people. It isn’t healthy for me to just stay in this house all day.”
She was right. It wasn’t. I was trying to stay the fuck away from her, so that left her alone.
“Okay. Fine.”
Her eyes lit up, and it was impossible to look away from. This was a good thing. She would be gone during the day. I wouldn’t have to see her face. Those eyes.
“Really?”
I nodded.
“I need to borrow a phone so I can call them and ask.” She paused and bit her bottom lip. “Also, I will need a ride. It’s a bit of a walk.”
Right. She couldn’t walk there. I’d be in the car with her twice a day.
“Someone there might be able to give me a lift sometimes,” she said.
The hopefulness in her voice was more than I could take. I had to get out of here. Away from her.
“Fine. Make the call.” I handed her my phone. I needed to get her a new phone. “I’ll give you a ride when you need one or find someone who can.”
I had plenty of guys who worked at the stables who could do it. I just wasn’t sure I wanted any of them in the truck with her. Especially when she was dressed like that.
She was beaming as she took my phone and dialed the number. I took my coffee and walked to my bedroom, needing some distance from her. That coconut scent that clung to her reminded me of being buried deep inside her. I adjusted my dick in my jeans, frustrated with myself. We were starting day two, and I was already hard from smelling her. Yeah, she needed a damn job, and I needed to fuck someone. Someone who wasn’t Declan.
“Thank you!”
I heard her excited tone and sighed. She was going back to the yoga studio. I could tell without her even telling me. It was probably good for her pregnancy and the baby. She’d get her exercise, and I wouldn’t have to see her do it.
I walked back into the living room, and she held my phone out to me.
“They want me tomorrow morning at six for the early bird class. Is that okay?”
I nodded. “Yeah.”
“Great. Thanks. Um, do you mind if I move some things around in the living room while I do a refresher on pregnancy yoga? I’ll move it all back.”
Sure, do all that shit in my living room with your ass in the air and legs wide open. My imagination doesn’t need any fucking help.
“I’ll move it. You don’t need to move anything heavy,” I replied.
“Okay,” she said softly. “And, Saxon, thank you. Really. I appreciate it.”
I made the mistake of looking at her. The emotion in her eyes had me aching to stalk over to her, grab her face, and thrust my tongue into her mouth just to get a taste. I knew how sweet it was. I knew how she made those sounds that drove me crazy.
I had to get the hell out of here.
I moved everything back for her, then grabbed my coffee and left without a word. I was afraid she’d say something that would make me crack. I had to remember that she couldn’t be trusted. She was pregnant and vulnerable. When she hadn’t been, she had tossed me aside. She hadn’t wanted me.
Haisley had made it clear I wasn’t what she wanted. Something I should be fucking used to by now. Declan seemed to be the one girl who wanted me and just me. It was why I’d stayed with her so long. With her, I got the girl. Problem was, I never wanted her.
No, the girls I wanted always wanted someone else. Haisley had been like the others, except she’d been heartless. Not even giving me a reason why. My attraction to her was my problem. I would deal with it.
Trev was walking toward the house when I stepped outside.
“Slacker,” he called out to me. “Look at you, lying up in the house past seven.”
I rolled my eyes. “I was dealing with shit.”
“Is that what you’re calling it these days? I much prefer the term fucking.”
“There is no fucking going on in that house. Trust me.”
Trev chuckled as he walked beside me to the stables. “Why the hell not? You knocked her up already. You might as well get the benefits of fucking without protection or fear of pregnancy. Besides, aren’t pregnant women, like, horny and shit?”
Were they horny? Hell, I didn’t know, and why did he?
“Shut up,” I growled at him.
He had my thoughts going in directions they didn’t belong.
“Whatever. You make no sense. You had a thing for her, and now, she’s back, carrying your kid, living in your house. You got her. Enjoy it.”