Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
I glance at Declan, expecting him to say something, but he stays quiet, and I know it’s because he respects my choice not to make our relationship public. Every step of the way, he’s done nothing but respect my wishes and go along with my choices. It’s time I stop thinking about only me and take us into consideration, which gives me an idea.
“Everything okay?” Dad asks once it’s only Declan, him, and me in the room. When I give him a confused look, he adds, “You mentioned you have an appointment.”
“Oh, yeah.” I take a deep breath, needing to hype myself up to tell him my truth. “Declan is going to take a paternity test.”
“Declan?” Dad quirks a brow up. “I thought Kyle…”
“Might be the dad… yeah,” I admit, my skin heating in embarrassment. “But, um… there’s a chance Declan might be as well.”
Dad’s eyes go wide. “How…? What…?”
I spend the next several minutes explaining how Kyle cheated on me and how I turned to Declan. I hate having to admit that there’s a chance I slept with two different guys in a close enough date range that either of them could be the dad, but when I get done, like the amazing dad he is, instead of making me feel bad, he simply smiles warmly and says, “It will all work out, sweetheart. And no matter the outcome, I can’t wait to be a grandpa again.”
“And regardless of the outcome,” Declan adds. “I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with Kendall and these babies.”
Dad gives him an approving smile, and I sink into his side, falling more in love with him by the minute.
The next week and a half flies by. Between the grueling practices during the day and getting lost in Declan at night, the next thing I know, we’re on a plane heading to Vegas for the award show along with my parents, Phoebe, Bailey, Cynthia, Braxton, Kaylee, Layla, and Camden. I was shocked to learn that they were leaving the kids with Layla’s mom and making it an adult-only weekend getaway.
“Have you heard from Gage?” Declan asks my dad—a question he seems to ask almost every time he sees him.
“He’s okay,” Dad says, patting him on the shoulder. “I spoke to him a few days ago.”
Declan nods, then turns his head to stare out the window. He doesn’t say anything for the rest of the flight, and I know it’s because he’s lost in his own head. Gage is an intricate part of Raging Chaos, and without him here, it’s as if the guys are all lost, unsure of where to go and what to do. I get he needs time, but I hate that it’s leaving the guys in limbo since they’re refusing to make any music or plans until he returns.
When we arrive at the MGM Grand, we get checked in. Since Declan and I are sharing a room and need to get settled, then head to the venue to get ready for the show, we tell everyone we’ll see them later.
The show begins, and shortly after, we’re announced. Our performance is perfection. My outfit covers the fact that I’m pregnant, and at the end, when Declan kisses me, instead of ending it after the three count we rehearsed, I wrap my arms around him and deepen the kiss. The crowd goes crazy when Declan lifts me into his arms, my legs encircling his waist, and walks us off the stage.
He doesn’t put me down when we exit the stage, nor does he release me when he walks us through my private dressing room door and kicks it shut behind us, pushing me up against it. Our mouths devour each other as he shoves my panties to the side and thrusts into me from below. Unlike the way Declan usually takes his time, he fucks me with abandon, not stopping until we both find our release.
“Not that I’m complaining,” I pant, trying like hell to catch my breath. “But what was that for?”
“That was because you kissing me the way you did in front of all those people turned me the fuck on.” He drops his forehead against mine. “It was so unexpected, K, but fuck, it meant so much to me.”
“I love you,” I tell him. “And I don’t want how I feel about you to be a secret.”
“Did you get the results back?” he asks, knowing they were due any day.
“I did, and they’re in my purse, unopened. I needed you to know that I want forever with you, regardless of what the test results reveal. You’re my forever, Dec. Always.”
Tears prick his eyes, and my heart swells in my chest that something so simple as kissing him in front of the world could make him so happy.
“I want forever too,” he says, setting me on my feet. The warmth between my legs leaks out, but I ignore it as I watch Declan reach into his pocket and pull out a… Oh, shit! It’s a ring. “I’ve been carrying this around with me since the day you broke up with me. I planned that dinner to propose, but things didn’t work out that way.”