Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 54287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
“I don’t care what my brother thinks. I’ll talk to him—” I start, but he cuts me off.
“No. I’ll talk to him. He needs to hear it from me.”
I lean my head against his chest, and he runs his hands up and down my back. I groan, “You’re killing me, Davis.”
His hands are gripping me tightly, pulling me against him. His manhood presses into my belly, and I slide up to my tiptoes, wrapping my arms around his neck. “When do you need to be home?”
His hot breath is against my ear. “I’m not leaving until later. It will be after I’ve read your daughter at least two of her stories and I’ve tucked her into bed and we know she’s sleeping. And after I’ve given you at least two orgasms so you don’t forget about me tomorrow when you’re at work.”
I kiss his chest, grab his hand, and pull him to the back door. “Come on, let’s see if we can hurry Alexis up a little bit.”
He follows behind me without complaint. His hand is in mine until we get to Alexis’ room, and only then do I pull my hand from his. I try to explain by whispering, “I need to talk to her before—”
“I understand. I’m fine with whatever you need to do, Abby. Just know I’m not going anywhere. I’ll wait as long as you want me to.”
Dang, what did I do to deserve this man? After I nod, he walks into Alexis’ room. I sit in the chair while Davis sits on the edge of her bed while she shows him her books and papers.
She’s still riled up from the night, and she’s not going to go to bed soon, but it’s fine. Even though I’m looking forward to later tonight, this right here is good too. Almost too good.
CHAPTER 20
DAVIS
Fuck, what a surprise. I’ve been counting down the hours until Abby and Alexis were going to get home from school. I did orientation at work this morning and then caught up with my workout and therapy this afternoon. I had just run home, taken a shower, and was about to head out the door when the knock at my door takes me by surprise.
“What’s up, fucker?”
My mouth drops when I see Zach standing in front of me.
I open my arms and wrap them around my friend, pulling him in for a hug. “You’re home.”
He grimaces as he pulls me away. “Come on, no more of the mushy stuff. I’ve been with Mom and Dad since early this morning, and Mom has not stopped.”
I laugh. “She misses you.”
He nods. “I know. I miss them too. So what’s up? You going to invite me in or what?”
I tense but hope he doesn’t notice. “Actually, I was just heading out the door. I was on my way to your sister’s. You want to come?”
His forehead creases, but he nods his head. “Sure. Am I good to leave my car out front?”
I walk outside, and he follows me as I shut the door. “Yeah, it will be fine.”
I unlock my truck, and we’re both silent when we get in. I barely get out of the driveway and Zach turns to me. “So, uh, we going to talk about it? You’re going to my sister’s?”
It’s a perfect opening for me to tell him now, but I should have thought this through. I need to tell him and make sure he’s calm when we’re not going to be around Abby and Alexis. I have a feeling he’s going to lose his shit, and I don’t want him to do it around Alexis and upset her. “Yeah, is that a problem?” I answer vaguely.
He rolls down the window and lets his arm hang out, making waves with his hand. “Nope, no problem. I’m just curious what you’re doing at my sister’s house.”
Tell him. Now is the time to tell him. “Uh, have you met your niece? She got wind that you were coming into town soon, and she thought we should measure things and make the plans for the treehouse for when you get here.”
Last night when Alexis was trying to stay up late, she was using every tactic possible, and the treehouse was one of her requests.
Zach groans. “Fuck, I forgot all about the treehouse.”
I can’t help but laugh. “Well, I guarantee she hasn’t. She’s going to be excited to see you home.”
I nod. “I’ll be excited to see her too, minus the treehouse.”
I can’t help but laugh. Zach is good at a lot of things, but patience is not one of his strong suits. “It will be fine. Plus, I’m here to help.”
He bangs his fist on the dashboard. “Fuck yeah, that’s what I’m talking about.”
I’m smiling as I turn onto Abby’s road. She and Alexis should be home by now, and I can’t hide my excitement about seeing them again.