Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 137310 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 687(@200wpm)___ 549(@250wpm)___ 458(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 137310 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 687(@200wpm)___ 549(@250wpm)___ 458(@300wpm)
“Yup.”
I didn’t find this surprising.
“Okay,” I stated.
“Okay what?”
“Okay, I’ll go up to Denver. I want to see it. I want to meet everyone. I’ll talk to Annie about scheduling a vacation, sometime really soon, spend a week up there. I still have a week of vacation left. I’ll go up there, get a really good look around so we can decide. I might love it. Who knows? But I want the experience I’ll need to make an informed decision. If it doesn’t seem for me, then we can do it your way.”
His lips started to spread into a grin.
I put a finger to them before it fully formed.
“But I want you to promise to communicate with me,” I demanded. “If the heat gets too much. Or you don’t like working at a home improvement store. Or you just miss your family.”
He pulled my hand from his mouth and said, “I can promise that.”
“And I don’t want any long-distance stuff.”
“Come again?”
“You need to go up there to deal with whatever you have to deal with, laying your issues with your biological father to rest, okay. But when you come back, you bring your truck, haul your bike, fill your truck with your stuff, and we’re doing this.”
He rolled further into me so he was totally on top of me.
And man, oh man, I freaking loved the look he had on his amazing face.
“We’re doing this?” he asked.
“All in,” I declared.
“You totally fucked out?” he asked.
“Yes, I am totally fucked out,” I answered. “And seeing as that’s all your fault, if you’re in the mood to bang me again, you have to do all the work.”
“Like I don’t do most of it already,” he teased.
“You will note that earlier, I tried to take control, you just didn’t let me.”
His hands were moving on me, and as ever, my body was reacting.
“I did notice something like that,” he muttered on a sly grin.
“How could you miss it? I practically fell off the bed twice.”
He dipped his head and said to the skin on my chest, “Definitely noticed that.” He trailed his mouth to my nipple. “Not where I wanted you.”
“Well, you did something about it,” I returned, going for fake-irritably, and failing since it came out all breathy.
He flicked my nipple with his tongue.
My clit contracted.
It was like he knew it, because one roaming hand glided over my hip and in, and when I said “in” I meant “in.”
I mewed and ran my nails lightly up his spine.
“Always so fuckin’ wet for me,” he said against my nipple, before he sucked it between his lips.
I fisted a hand in his hair and arched into his mouth.
He paid attention to my nipples (both of them) and my clit, until I was writhing under him and pumping my hips into his hand.
Hugger brought his mouth to mine.
“You on the pill?” he asked.
“No.”
“You gonna get on the pill?” he pressed.
“Yeah.”
“Both of us tested, ASAP. Get on that.”
“Okay, honey.”
I thought he’d reach for a condom.
He didn’t.
He slid down my body, threw my legs over his shoulders and went down on me.
I came against his mouth, and I came again a little while later around his cock.
It was then, something else was official.
I was fucked out and orgasmed out.
I had no idea either could happen, but there I was.
I’d also found my man.
And he was an amazing man.
Perfect.
He was mine.
He was coming to me.
He was moving in with me.
We were figuring this out with no long-distance crap pulling us apart.
We were doing this.
Both of us.
All in.
And even though, when Hugger left me in bed to deal with the condom, I literally couldn’t move (I certainly couldn’t do the happy jumps and cartwheels I felt like doing), I was ecstatic about it.
Abso-freaking-lutely.
23
CAREFREE
Hugger
Hugger moved out of the shadows at the side of Di’s grandma’s house when he heard the front door open and the two women saying goodbye.
It was Tuesday after their epic weekend of shit stuff and great stuff, and Di felt the need to check in on her grandmother. Hugger took her, but he thought it best they have some alone time, therefore he kept watch outside while they had a glass of wine.
He met the women on the stoop.
“Oh, now you’re here, you should come in for a quick drink, Harlan,” Shannon invited.
She didn’t know he wasn’t there for a pickup, he’d been there the whole time, because she didn’t know he wasn’t just Di’s boyfriend, but also her bodyguard.
“’Preciate it, Shannon, but it’s getting late, and I need to get my woman home so she can relax. She’s got work tomorrow,” Hugger replied.
“Such a good boy,” Shannon muttered, and Hugger nearly smiled.
He hadn’t been called a boy in a very long time.
He didn’t smile because he wasn’t a big fan of the expression on either woman’s face.