Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25780 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25780 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
“I get it, I do. It’s what I thought about with Bethany, before she got pregnant. I knew she could do better than me. But, this is what you’ve got to think about. Yeah, your woman could find a good lawyer, settle down, have a couple of kids … or a cop, or any one of these jobs that brought in more money, or a badge, or whatever the fuck it is, right?”
“Are you going somewhere with this?”
“Yeah, I am, because I had to do this myself. Will they make her smile? Will they pass a florist or even a garage and see a bunch of roses or tulips or daisies and think about that woman you love with all your heart? Will they remember the anniversary, or know they hate carrots chopped in circles, and don’t ask, just know that my woman can’t stand a carrot in a circle. She can deal with any other shape, but not a circle. Will they rub her feet when she has been on them all day, chasing after your kids? Will she be happy with anyone else but you? I looked at Bethany and I knew she could have any guy she wanted, that she didn’t need to settle for me, but I also knew there was no one else in this world that was going to make her as happy as I made her. That is when I knew, no matter what, I would be by Bethany’s side through thick and thin. Trust me. We’ve had some bad times, but many more good times.”
“Molly’s the one.”
“I know,” Randy said. “I’ve never seen you as happy as you are now.”
And with that, his friend patted him on the shoulder and then moved onto the next car, waiting for him to assess it. Randy always insisted on him assessing all the work. That way, it stopped customers from being awkward. They had experienced customers who refused to move their cars until he’d done a once-over. Nate didn’t mind, but it did add to the workload. Randy was just as qualified as him, but his friend didn’t seem to mind being checked over.
“When are you going to ask her?” Randy asked.
“I don’t know. Halloween night? I think that would be special, and then every year, we would get to dress up in matching costumes or something like that. Did you know Molly has never been to a Halloween party?” Nate shook his head. He wanted to make the night enjoyable, special.
“Yeah, I can see that. Your anniversary on Halloween night sounds like an easy date to remember as well.”
Nate paused and glanced at his friend.
Randy burst out laughing. “You didn’t even realize that, did you?”
“No, I didn’t.”
“Keep this up, and work all the dates around an important holiday, and you, my friend, will be the best husband in the world.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Do what I do. Get a diary and write that shit down every year. One of my kids either makes me one or buys me one, so every year on Christmas morning, while Bethany is cooking and I’m watching the kids, I transfer all the dates.”
“Wow,” Nate said.
“Makes me the perfect husband.”
“Yeah, and all you got to do is remember to check your diary.”
This time, Nate laughed, he just couldn’t help himself as Randy pulled out a small diary from the back of his pants. “Always on me.”
Chapter Eleven
“Maybe I should be the villain?” Molly asked, wriggling in the costume. Nate must have purchased a size too small, because it was hard for her to move. There was no way this could even be called a costume. She refused to believe it was anything of the sort. It hit mid-thigh and the jacket didn’t even close, so most of her breasts were on display. She wore a bra, and the costume itself also had a built-in bra, but it was still indecent. She was pretty sure her ass was on show as well. The pair of glasses Nate gave her did not do anything to cover her body. “Seriously?”
“You’re sexy and this is what tonight is supposed to be about.”
“And you’re in what? Leathers? You look like a sexy biker, like from a gang or something.”
“And trust me, this is the look I am going for.” He looked toward her and winked. “Are you loving it?”
She stepped toward him, and then wrapped the cuff around his wrist, before securing it to her own. “Yeah, I am.”
“Should I toss the keys?” Nate asked.
“No, no, don’t. Just in case I have to go to the bathroom, and it’s not one of those unisex things, I’m not going to the bushes. Not happening.” She wrinkled her nose. “Do you think we should even go?”
“Yeah, we’re going.” He reached out for her and pulled her in close. “And you’re not getting out of it. Tonight is all about having fun. Me and you.”