Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 104386 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 418(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104386 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 418(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
Chloe was practically under me as she fought with Tripp and Wade for the up-close advantage.
Mitchell gagged again, and I glared at him. Then I leaned over and went to blow when Chloe yelled, “Wait! Should we record this?”
I stared at my niece with a disbelieving expression.
“You really are your father’s daughter,” I said as Steed took his phone out and handed it to Chloe.
With a deep breath, I looked at Gage. Damn, he was a cute little thing. “Ready, buddy?”
He nodded.
“Open!” I leaned down and blew. What I wasn’t expecting was for the noddle to fly out of Gage’s nose and land on my face.
All I heard was grown men gagging. Then Chloe screaming, “Boogers!”
Gage started laughing, and I swear a long trail of booger slime from his nose flew straight to my cheek. I wiped the noodle off of my face as I let out a girlish scream. I started gagging when I felt the wetness on my cheek and hand. Mitchell ran from the room covering his mouth as he nearly threw up.
And to think, he was a cop! I tried to get myself under control. With a deep breath, I walked over toward the sink, but when Wade looked at me with a horrified expression and gagged, I nearly threw up.
Wade pointed at my face and said, “It’s on…uuuall… your face! Dude, get it…uuuall…oh God…uuuall.”
“Stop gagging, you dick!” I shouted to Wade as I turned on the water, grabbed the dish soap, and scrubbed my face.
After scrubbing nearly all my skin off, I grabbed the dishtowel and dried my face. Turning, I noticed Steed had put Gage down on the floor, and he promptly took off after Hemi who had run in to see what all the fuss was about.
“I’m. Never. Having. Kids,” Wade deadpanned. “Never. Uuuall.”
The moment I walked into the house, Cord grabbed me. “Come on. We’re going to our secret place.”
I hadn’t even dropped me bags off in our room before he was dragging me out the door.
“Cord! I need to put me bags up.”
He glanced down and saw the Victoria’s Secret bag. “Is that for me?”
Me face heated, and I hit him on the chest. “Let me go drop these off, then we can slip away.”
Groaning, he took the bags out of me hand and rushed up the steps, taking them two at a time.
“What’s his hurry?” Amelia asked.
I shrugged. “I don’t know.”
Cord was soon rushing down the stairs and grabbing me by the hand.
“Let’s go. My truck is stuck in the garage, blocked by all the damn vehicles, so we have to take your car.”
“Where are we going?” I asked again.
Cord opened the passenger side of me car and practically pushed me into it with his hand on top of me head.
“Cord!” I shouted, pushing his hand away.
He finally let me get into the car while he jogged around the front of it.
I stared at him and couldn’t help but giggle.
“What is going on?”
“I’ve been forced to watch my brothers with their kids today, I had a noodle covered in snot hit me on the face, Wade is a motherfucker for making me nearly throw up, my cock is hard, and you walked in with fucking lingerie and the house is full of my family. I’m about to lose my shit.”
Pressing me lips tightly together, I folded me hands in me lap and stayed quiet.
“I brought your lingerie, by the way.”
Snapping me head to him, I gasped. “How?”
“Shoved it down my pants. I mean, there’s nothing to the fucking thing.”
Pulling into a hotel, Cord threw the car in park and jumped out. The valet handed him the ticket as Cord tossed him the keys.
“Are you dining with us this evening?” the kid asked.
“No, we have reservations for a room.”
“We’ll get your luggage and bring it to your room, sir.”
Cord walked up to me and glanced back to the valet. “We don’t have any.”
Me cheeks heated.
“We’re staying here all night?” I asked as we walked by the reservation desk. Looking confused, I asked, “Don’t we need to check in?”
“No. I already did.”
“When?”
“Ten minutes after the booger noodle made contact with my cheek.”
Biting me cheek, I laced me fingers in his.
“This hotel is beautiful,” I said, looking around for the first time. It was something I would picture me da staying in when he traveled. The marble floors and elegant vibe told me this place wasn’t cheap. Cord pulled out a card and pushed it into the reader in the lift and hit the very top floor button.
“I don’t need to be impressed with expensive things, Cord,” I said, feeling a bit of anger pulse through me body. Me whole life I had grown up in the world of money. If given the chance to be in a single room in a hotel versus an expensive suite, I’d take the one room any day.