Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 114467 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 572(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114467 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 572(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
“I know that it’s hard,” I say between kisses. “And it’s not pretty. But it’s who you are,” I tell him, hugging him now with my face in his chest. “And I love all of you.”
He kisses my head. “I love you,” he says right back to me. “More than you will ever know.” I don’t move and neither does he. I just listen to his heart beating, and I’m okay with it. I’m happy with it. My phone ringing is what pulls us apart. “That sounds like Zara.”
“Who else would be calling me before seven a.m.?” I tell him and go to my phone, seeing it is Zara. “Good morning,” I say chipper and then hear her burst into tears. “What’s the matter?” I ask her, already grabbing my jacket.
“Zoey didn’t sleep all night and I have no milk,” Zara starts to say. “Literally, my boobs are as big as cantaloupes, and I have nothing.”
“What did the nurse say?” I ask her and then sit down.
“That it’s normal,” she says, and I look up at Viktor. “I’m just … I need …”
“I’ll be right over, and I’ll bring you some decaf coffee,” I tell her, and she just sniffles.
“With some doughnuts.”
“Well, obviously we can’t have decaf coffee without doughnuts,” I tell her and disconnect.
“Is everything okay?” he asks me, and I just look at him.
“Yeah, I think she’s just tired and overwhelmed.” I get up and grab my jacket. “I’m going to go talk her off the ledge.”
“Do you want me to come with you?” he asks me, and I just shake my head. “Am I going to see you tonight?”
I tilt my head and smirk at him. “Depends if you play your cards right, Mr. Petrov,” I say. Walking to him, I get on my tippy toes and kiss his lips. “Text me later and we’ll see.” He laughs. “What’s so funny?”
“That you think you have a choice in the matter.” He kisses my lips while I laugh and walks me to the elevator. “Text me when you get there.”
“Oh, good God,” I say, getting into the elevator and pressing the L button. “Don’t you start with that man shit of telling his woman what to do.”
He puts his hands on his hips. “Call it whatever you want to call it. Text me when you get there.”
“No,” I say as soon as the door starts to close. “I’ll text you later.”
“You better not.” I hear him say right before the elevator goes down. I walk out and hail a cab to the hospital, grabbing some coffee and doughnuts from around the corner.
“Good morning,” I say, knocking on the door and going in to see Zara sitting up in bed with her head back, and in the middle of her open legs lies Zoey, who just looks around. Evan’s sitting on the chair with his head back also with his eyes closed.
“Why are you wearing the same thing as yesterday?” Zara asks, and now Evan opens his eyes.
“I brought coffee and doughnuts,” I say, ignoring the questions. “Who wants one?” I say, handing Evan a coffee and then giving Zara hers. “And how is my favorite little Zoey?” I ask her, and she turns at the sound of my voice. Her lips are so plump. “Aren’t you the most perfect baby in the world,” I tell her. Putting the doughnuts down, I go to wash my hands, then come back into the room. “Let me hold her,” I say, grabbing her up from the bed and holding her in my arms while I walk around. “Good morning,” I tell her, and she just blinks.
“So are we just ignoring my question?” Zara says.
“I have to be on the ice in two hours, and I’m going to die,” Evan says, and Zara glares at him.
“You slept most of the night,” she says to him. “Every single time I looked over, you were sleeping.”
They bicker back and forth, and he finally gets up. “Give me a kiss. I have to go, and I’ll be back as soon as I can.” He stands over her. “Love you,” he says softly, and she leans in and kisses his lips.
“Love you,” she sasses to him and smiles. He turns around and walks over to me.
“Bye, baby girl,” he says to Zoey and kisses her head. “I’m going to give you a high-five,” he says to me. “Because one, you’re wearing the same clothes you were yesterday, and two, I don’t know what you did with that.”
I shake my head and laugh. “Trust me, it’s not anything like you think,” I say, holding my hand up to high-five him. He shakes his head and laughs walking out.
“So,” Zara says, “cut all this bullshit.”
“Your mom is the most annoying sister of life,” I tell Zoey. “Nothing to tell. I went over to Viktor’s, and we made out on the couch, and I feel asleep there.”