Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
I pull into a parking space and then unclip my seat belt and lean over and kiss her. “I listen to half of what you tell me to do.” Then I go to her ear. “Unless it’s the words make me come again.”
She pushes me away, and I see that her cheeks are now flushed. “Shut up. You said the same thing to me right before we left.” I laugh now, thinking about how she took my cock into her mouth right before we left the house. “One for the road,” she said with a glitter in her eye. I get out of the car and walk to her side to open the door. When she gets out, I hug her, and her arms go around my waist. “I don’t want you to go.”
“Me either,” she says into my neck. We stand there like that for as long as we can until her phone beeps with a notification. She grabs it from her pocket. “My flight is on time.”
I nod at her and walk to the back of the car to grab her bag while she gets her purse and jacket out of the back seat. We walk into the airport holding hands, our fingertips loosely holding each other. I wait for her to check in her bag, and I walk with her until I can’t go anymore. She turns to look at me, and I tuck her long, wavy hair behind her ears.
“My sweet, beautiful Zara.” She holds on to my wrist as I cup her face in my hand and bring her close to kiss her. Softly, gently on her lips, but not the way I want to. “Call me when you pass security,” I tell her, and she just smiles.
“I have flown before, you know,” she jokes. “I will call you once I get to the gate.”
“Fine,” I huff and kiss her neck. “Be good, sweet Zara,” I tell her, and she turns to walk away from me. Going into the TSA pre-check line, she walks right up to the agent who takes her ticket and her ID from her. He scans it, and just like that, she is gone away from me. I walk back out with my head down, my lips still tingling from her kiss, and my hand still warm from her fingers.
When I get back home, the dogs are barking and jump up on me, and I see Lilo look behind me for her new favorite friends. “She’s gone, girl,” I tell her, and I swear she pouts. She puts her head down and then walks away to the kitchen. She calls me when she is boarding the flight and tells me she’ll call me later.
I force myself to nap before the game, and when I get up at three, I see that she texted me twenty minutes ago that she landed. I get up and get my suit on and make my way to the rink. I walk in the room, and I see Denis is already there and so is Corey. “Hey,” I say, tossing my keys on my shelf with my phone and my wallet.
“You’re here earlier than normal,” Corey says, drinking a protein shake in his workout clothes.
“Yeah, I figured I’d eat here,” I tell them, and then a couple of the rookies come in.
“Did you take your girl to the airport?” Corey asks, and I just nod my head.
“Is that really Matthew Grant’s sister?” Thomas, one of the rookies, asks and sits down at his place. Corey tries to hide his smile.
“Yeah,” I say, shrugging off my jacket.
“Dude, no offense, but fuck is she hot.” He goes on, and I glare at him. “Her legs? Fuck, they go on forever.”
“Hey, Thomas,” I say, and he looks at me while he takes off his tie. “How many teeth are your own in your mouth?”
“What?” he asks confused. “They are all mine.”
“Then unless you want me to knock them all the fuck out, I suggest you change the topic,” I tell him. Corey falls over with laughter while Denis just sits there laughing silently.
“I didn’t mean anything by it.” He holds up his hands. “I was just saying.”
“I get what you were saying, and now you get what I’m saying.” I glare at him, and he just nods and then walks out of the room.
“Jesus, I thought he was going to piss himself,” Corey says. “You need to go easy on him. He didn’t mean anything.”
“I don’t give a fuck what he meant,” I say, changing into my workout clothes and making my way to the kitchen. My phone rings the second I sit down. I look and see it’s Zara
“Hey,” I say, the smile on my face huge.
“Hey,” she says breathlessly. “I just got home. Traffic was horrible.”
“I’m at the rink,” I tell her. “Lilo is pouting and misses you.”