Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 78799 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78799 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
What if he keeps the baby but drops me back in the States? I close my eyes, making myself believe that Xander would never take a child from its mother. To be honest, after last night I have no idea how Xander would react to such news. I would love to think I’d come before everything else to him but I know that’s too much to ask for. The man only came to terms with wanting me yesterday. It wouldn't be too hard to send him right back into not trusting me. I can't blame him, because my father tried to kill his brother and almost killed his sister-in-law. I bet if he found out about my father he’d think I was a spy for him or something. He’d never believe that I, too, like the rest of them, was hiding from him. I would all be just too coincidental in his eyes. It’s hard for me to even wrap my mind around.
“Lula!” I hear my name shouted and I start to rise but Xander is faster than I am. He rolls over and pins me under him.
“Don’t come in here!” he shouts back.
“X?” I hear Kade say and my door opens.
“I said don’t fucking come in here!”
“Calm down,” I tell him gently. “It’s just Kade.”
“And you’re naked,” he reminds me. I have a blanket and he’s covering me like a shield. I don’t think anyone can see any part of me but Xander.
“You okay, Lula?” Kade asks.
“I’m fine.” My face heats, knowing he has to know what Xander and I did. Why else would grumpy-ass Xander be in my bedroom?
“Kade, get the—” I reach up, covering Xander’s mouth with my hand.
“Is everything okay?”
Why else would Kade be coming up to my room? Since I’ve moved here he’s never done anything like that, so it probably makes him think something’s wrong. “Is Collins okay?”
“She’s throwing up,” he responds instantly, and I bite my lip to keep from laughing as Xander removes my hand from his mouth.
“Isn't that what pregnant women do?” Xander says dryly. I bury my face in his chest to keep from laughing because Xander is right. That’s exactly what they do, but I don’t want to laugh at Kade. The way he worries over his wife is adorable.
“I don’t like it.” Kade’s voice comes out sounding like Xander’s when he’s in a bad mood, which is most of the time.
“I can give her something. I’ll grab it from the infirmary and meet you at your place,” I tell him.
“Will you hurry?” I push on Xander’s chest to try and get up, but he doesn't move.
“The sooner you get the fuck out of her room, the sooner I will let her out of bed,” Xander answers for me.
“Fine, but I want to talk to you later, X.” The door shuts before Xander can agree. I think because it’s not really a request but an order. I know Xander could take any of his brothers head on, but for some reason they tend to listen to Kade for the most part.
Xander stares down at me, not moving. “Good morning.” I give him a soft smile, unsure what else to say.
“Morning.” A slow smile spreads across his face as he leans down and kisses me. I hum with pleasure and I don’t want to get up, but I know Collins needs me.
“I’ll let you up, but let's make this quick.” He rolls off me and stands on the side of the bed. I turn on my side and take all of him in. His body is a work of art and I got to enjoy every detail of it during our late shower last night. I still can’t believe he fit inside of me. I mean, I know he did because he proved that half a dozen times, but damn, his cock is huge.
“Keep looking at me like that and we’re never going to leave this room.” He offers me his hand and I take it as he pulls me from the bed. He gives me another one of those kisses as he brings me flush against his hard body. I moan into his mouth and warmth blossoms through me.
“Tell me this isn't only a fling. That I mean more than that to you.” His hand slides between us and his fingers graze across my stomach.
“I think I made it clear last night this isn't a fling.” It isn't an I love you because I know it’s too soon for that and I can’t expect him to feel those things. I shouldn't be feeling them at all, but I am. I try and tell myself I’m so needy for affection and attention that I’m clinging to this like it could be love but I should know better. He kisses me again, proving his point and leaving me breathless.