Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 99748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 499(@200wpm)___ 399(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 499(@200wpm)___ 399(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
“How is Joe?” I ask Avery, hoping to take the heat off me.
“Grandpa or baby?” she asks, but answers anyway. “They’re both fine. Home with two different sitters tonight. Ironically, I had to tell them both about diaper changes. One because he’s got a little rash, and the other because he does not have shingles and there isn’t a rash on his taint.” Avery rolls her eyes at Grandpa Joe’s susceptibility to TV commercials, which have apparently moved on from mesothelioma to shingles vaccines.
Wyatt sets his Chocolate Orgasm cupcake down. “Can we not talk about taints while I’m eating a chocolate cupcake, please?”
Wren grabs the treat from her brother’s plate. “Doesn’t bother me. Your loss.” She promptly takes a good-size bite from it, leaving a bit of icing at the corner of her mouth.
I grab the seat of her chair, pulling her over to me with a grin. “My gain,” I say before kissing the edge of her mouth, right over the icing. I let my tongue slip out to taste it. “Yummy. More please.”
“Man, I lost my cupcake, my sister, and my appetite,” Wyatt complains.
Hazel plops into his lap. “But you got me, so winner winner, chicken dinner.”
“Funny,” I say, “I got your cupcake, your sister, and a damn good appetite.” I throw one arm over the back of her chair and adjust my cock with the other.
Winston joins in, taking his brother’s side. “That was wrong, Jesse.”
My Wren decides to add, “But he’s oh so right.”
Yeah, I am.