Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
“Saint coming out from his den?” Charlee teases me.
“Told him I had a date at the diner.” I smirk.
“That’s just mean.” Rowan takes my niece from my hands. We’re a clan of all girls at the moment. I kind of like it. Keeps these caveman husbands we have busy.
“He stole all the Reese’s cups in this town.”
“Oh no he didn’t.” Charlee reaches into her purse and pulls one out as we take our seats.
“This is why you’re my favorite sister.” I snatch it from her, making her laugh as the server comes over to take our order. A few minutes later, my handsome husband comes stomping into the diner with our two little girls in his arms. God, that man gets more handsome as the years go by.
The second he spots me at a table with Charlee and Rowan, the grumpiness fades from his face. He sits CeCe on her feet, who is wearing a little deputy outfit. She loves that thing. Saint got it for her birthday. She bolts toward us, mainly to get to her cousin.
“Spend the night?!” are the first words out of her mouth.
“Yes, honey,” I tell her.
“Daddy said ass, and he also thinks Clyde from the gas station is a jerkoff.” Charlee and I burst into laughter.
“Hey, you snitching on me?” Saint hands me the baby so I can get my little kisses in. Okay, she’s two now, but she’s still my baby.
“Should have given me another Reese's cup.” She smirks at her daddy.
“I gave you one.” He fights a smile.
“I wanted two. I love them the same as Mommy does.” Saint drops down in the chair next to mine. He hooks his foot under my chair, pulling me closer to him.
“Clyde is a jerkoff. Charges me triple for those cups because he knows I’ll pay no matter what,” he whispers in my ear.
“Stop buying them all.”
“No, you want your favorite treats, you get them from me.” He kisses me on the shell of my ear. I lean into him as the server brings our food out. My eyes fill with tears as I watch everyone together. Our table is full of laughter and love. These are the moments I cherish so much.
“You okay?” Saint asks. I nod, a sniffle escaping me.
“Love seeing everyone together.”
“You’re pregnant, aren’t you?” He smirks.
“Hush it.” I elbow him in the side. He grips my chin, turning my head his way.
“Ahh. Don’t make out again. We’re in public,” Cece complains.
“Mine do it too.” My niece says with a dramatic sigh.
“I love you.” I melt. I thought he was gonna say I was getting a spanking or something.
“I love you too.” I press my mouth against his.
“You’re still getting it when we get home,” he whispers against my mouth.
“Getting what? Are we opening Christmas presents early?” Cece butts in as she always does. I giggle against Saint’s mouth.
“Yeah. What am I getting?”
“Dessert. Everyone gets dessert,” he answers, making all the girls squeal. “I’ll eat mine once we get home.” He nips my bottom lip.
I can’t wait. I never can when it comes to him.
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