Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 15945 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15945 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
“I met a man,” I say, I debated not telling her, but I’m not one to keep secrets.
“What else is new?” she says, laughing. “I’m kidding, Hope. Tell me all about him.” I laugh and so does she. She isn’t being mean. It’s true. Men are a dime a dozen to me, but not this one.
I tell her about Ayerton, and she listens intently, fanning herself when I get to the good parts. We talk about him on and off while we are shopping the next day. I found a really cute outfit that I can’t wait to wear to work on Monday, but it’s been amazing spending time with my friend. She never judges me, at least not really, and lets me go on and on about Ayerton, which is new for me. Normally, I’m over a guy so fast, it’s like I never liked them in the first place. He’s different. I know he is, but I can’t get my mind on track with the rest of me.
Suddenly, there’s a harsh knock on the door, followed by banging. Like a cop in a movie.
“You expecting someone?” I ask, looking up at Jinny.
“No. No one ever comes here but the pizza guy.” She gets up and walks over to the door, looking through the peephole. “I don’t know this guy, but he’s big.”
“What?” I say, getting up off of the floor and moving to stand next to her. She swings the door open and my heart leaps into my chest.
Then I get mad.
Okay, mad-ish.
CHAPTER 8
AYERTON
TWO DAYS LATER
I swear on all that I am going to tie her little sweet ass to my bed, fuck her until she’s knocked up, carrying my heir and using my last name. She fucking ran again. Again. It is partially my fault. I knew the other day after I fucked her against her door and then made her grab some stuff and come to my house, that I should have spent a lot of time trying to figure out why she is running from us. But, every time I see her beautiful face, I forget everything else but being inside of her, making me a part of her and vice versa.
So, I can't say I am surprised, but, I am quite shocked she ran all the way to Tennessee. Luckily on the initial check, Onyx did for me, he sent me the names and addresses for everyone he determined was important in her life and unbeknownst to her, I put a tracker in her phone when she was asleep. So, the minute her sexy ass drove to the airport I was aware. I couldn’t go after her until now, two days later due to a deal I was in the middle of closing.
Now here I am standing at the door of her best friend Jinny’s apartment, giving her the ‘you are going to be spanked’ glare, watching her beautiful eyes grow wide, then, confused then, sheepish. Serves her right. “Grab your shit, Hope.” I love when her eyes start fuming when I boss her around. I am pinching my nose because I am trying to control my temper in front of her friend, but if she says anything contrary to her getting her stuff and coming with me, I am going to lose my mind.
“I don’t have to…” she gasps when she sees the look on my face. The realization hits her, and she swallows visibly.
“Uhm. I think you should get your stuff.” Her friend Jinny says, gulping.
“Some friend you are,” Hope growls at her before walking and grabbing her bag. I’m literally counting the seconds in my head until she comes back in front of me. I grab her stuff from her and put my hand on her back.
“Call me after…whatever.” Jinny not so quietly whispers. Hope nods and then walks in front of me. My hand touches her back, needing to feel her body heat on any part of me, telling me she is safe and in front of me.
“You have some nerve,” she says, half mumbling, half growling. “Who do you think you are?” I refuse to respond. Not until we are in the car. The driver gets out and opens the door. Once I make sure she is settled and the privacy window is up, I turn to her. “Ross.” She says my name, her voice calm. She is trying to soothe me because she can see the beast lurking inside me ready to attack her.
I touch her cheek before ripping her shirt from her body. “MINE.” I say into her ear before pulling her further down the seat. Her mouth opens in mock shock, but her eyes are hooded and flooded with desire. “You stop fucking running from me, sweetness. All of this…” I run my hands over her body, squeezing her tits and molding my hands to her thighs. “Belongs to me, baby. You don’t keep it from me. Hide it from me. Take it from me.” I lean into her neck and moan when her sweet smell hits my nose.