This Is Wild Read online Natasha Madison (This is #2)

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Romance, Sports Tags Authors: Series: This Is Series by Natasha Madison
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Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 114467 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 572(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
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When I see the car in front, I turn off the lights and lock the door, making my way to the car. The driver opens the door for me, and I get in, seeing that it’s just Zara. “Hey,” I say, sitting next to her. “Where is everyone?”

“They are meeting us there,” she tells me. “I was just not ready, so I left a little after them.” She smiles at me. “You look amazing.”

“I love your blue dress,” I tell her and see that her little stomach is sticking out. If you look at her from the back, you would never know she’s pregnant.

“Yeah, well, wait till the mister sees it,” she says. “I don’t know if he’ll like it as much as I think.”

I shake my head because Evan likes Zara to be covered from head to toe. If she could walk with a bag covering her, I think he would love it. We get out, and I’m not surprised to see him waiting for her. He opens the car door, and I get out first. “Happy New Year.” I smile at him and go and kiss his cheek to block his view of Zara getting out of the car. He rushes me out of ​the way to see Zara.

“Hey, you,” he says, kissing her lips, and he hasn’t seen her outfit yet. “You look …” he starts but then looks down at her. “Why is there a missing piece in your dress?” he asks her, and I have to roll my lips. There is a little keyhole under her boobs and right before the belly. I don’t think he knows it’s off the shoulder either.

“Look at Zoe,” Zara says, pointing at me, and I just shrug and take off my wrap. “See, there are boobs and leg.”

I look at Evan, who looks at me up and down, and then turns to Zara. “Matthew is going to have a heart attack,” he says, laughing.

“Why don’t you take off your jacket, Zara?” I turn the tables on her, and she glares at me. Evan panics just a touch as he pulls off her jacket and finally sees it’s an off-the-shoulder dress that crisscrosses. The tight dress shows off her cute little bump.

“What happened to the top of your dress?” he asks her, and she just rolls her eyes. “You have to wear my jacket,” he says, shrugging off his suit jacket. She just ignores him and walks around him.

“She’s carrying your child, so I think it’s safe to say that no one is going to try to get with her,” I tell him and turn to walk next to Zara. When we walk into the players’ entrance, you can hear the music. “I’m starving.” I look at Zara, who nods, and then we come face-to-face with the man who’s been in my dreams every single night. He’s wearing a black suit with a white dress shirt and no tie. The collar is unbuttoned, and if I was his woman, I would kiss him right there on the exposed skin.

“Hey,” he says, his face smiling at me and then looking over at Zara. “Happy New Year.” He puts his hands in his pockets, and his jacket pulls on his arms, making me wish I was in them.

“Happy New Year,” Zara says, kissing him on the cheek. I suddenly want to pull her away from him, and then I want to ask her how she’s in the kissing on the cheek relationship.

He kisses her cheeks and then comes to me, and I stop breathing when his bearded scruff touches my one cheek and then the other, the scent of his musk lingering. “Happy New Year,” I say quietly. Thank God, Zara must sense something because she makes it not awkward.

“Let’s go see where the party is at,” she says, clapping her hands and grabbing Evan’s hand. “I’m going to hold your hand just in case people think I’m single and pregnant.”

I laugh and watch them walk off. Viktor and I follow them. “How was your Christmas?” I ask him, suddenly nervous.

“Good. I went home for two days, which was a mistake,” he says the last part quietly. “But I’m happy that I did.”

I don’t have time to ask him anything or say anything to him because we finally make it into the arena. “Jesus,” I say, looking around. Half the ice has white tables and matching white chairs, and on the other side are little couches and tables. Waitress and waiters are walking around with trays of drinks. I grab a wine glass from a passing waiter and look around, trying to spot my family, but they are all over the place. The kids are all running around and playing together.

“Why don’t we sit down over there?” Zara says, pointing at an empty table. I place my wine glass on the table and look around to see where the food is. “The food is over there.” She points to the side where buffet tables are set up.


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