Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26687 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26687 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Tucker let out a decent belch, and Penelope giggled before twisting her neck to kiss Tucker’s little head. My heart squeezed, and I fought the urge to do the same to her.
“I’m pretty sure she’s hoping I’ll go to college here and then work for her company. But…” she trailed off, and I took another step closer. We were less than a foot apart now.
“But?” I prompted.
She stared at the floor, and her cheeks turned adorably pink. That blush. It was such a fucking turn-on. “To be honest”—she paused and dug the tip of one shoeless foot (even her feet were adorable with little purple-painted toes) into the plush carpet—”I’ve always wanted…well, I’ve been helping Blaire Kendall in the daycare at K-Corp, and I love it. I’ve always loved children and I”—the pink hue of her cheeks darkened—“I’d always just wanted to have a husband and babies of my own. And I wanted to stay home with them. To just be a full-time mom.”
At her confession, I lost the battle to keep my hands to myself. I placed the pad of one finger under her chin and lifted her head so I could look into her gorgeous eyes. “Why does that embarrass you, angel?”
Penelope shrugged, being careful not to jostle the now sleeping baby. “It just seems like a silly dream to have.”
“It’s not silly, angel. Just because Mallory doesn’t understand how you feel doesn’t mean it’s wrong. In fact, I think it’s amazing, and I know, without a doubt, that you’re going to have your dream someday.” Sooner than you think. In four months, my angel was going to get exactly what she wanted. What we wanted. We’d be married before she had our second child, but I was going to get a jumpstart on making her dreams come true.
It would take a little time to break in her tight, young pussy so I could ride her hard and often until she was breeding. My cock was trying its best to break through my pants, reaching for the heaven waiting for me between Penny’s thighs.
She beamed at me with a happy smile. “Thank you.”
Damn, I wanted to kiss her. It took every bit of my control to hold back. “You don’t ever have to be embarrassed with me, or be afraid to ask for what you want.”
“Well, for now, working at the daycare and”—she lovingly caressed Tucker’s back, and fuck, I wanted to feel those hands doing the same to me. Except I had other places in mind for her to stroke—”helping with this little guy will be a joy.” I was still tilting her head up, but her eyes darted to the side, her smile disappearing. “When—um—when will your...wife be joining you?” Her voice wavered, and I almost smiled at the clear disappointment in her tone.
I waited silently until her eyes returned to mine before explaining. I wanted to watch her reaction. “Tucker is biologically my nephew. But he’s been my son since the moment he came home with me. I’m not married...yet.” Her blue pools had started to glow when I’d said I wasn’t married. Then when I’d added yet, they’d dimmed and become a little shiny, as though she was fighting tears. I wanted to soothe her and assure her that the only woman I’d be marrying was her, but if I was going to survive the next four months, I couldn’t risk having her tempt me even more because she knew how I felt about her. In fact...as much as my mind and heart rebelled at the idea, I was going to have to put distance between us.
“Thank you for watching Tucker and allowing me to get some much-needed rest,” I said stiffly as I backed up several steps. The loss of her body heat was both a curse and a blessing. I extended my arms, and she carefully transferred my son into them. Her expression was sad, and I desperately wanted to kiss away her frown, so I took another few steps away. “I’m sure you need to get back home.” My tone was brisk, and I hated myself a little bit at that moment. The only thing that kept me from giving in was the knowledge that I would make it up to her eventually. When she was mine, she would never want for anything again.
Penelope’s eyes widened a fraction, and her brow furrowed as she watched me, clearly trying to assess the situation. “Do you need me tomorrow?”
Fuck yes, I needed her tomorrow, and the steel shaft between my legs was making that very obvious. Thankfully, Penelope didn’t seem to notice, and I took that as confirmation that she was as innocent as I’d suspected. Which meant I would be the only man who would ever have his cock inside her. The knowledge was not helping to contain my desperation for her. I began to walk rigidly toward the front of the house, staring straight ahead. By the sound of her soft steps behind me, I knew she was following. Without looking back, I suggested, “Perhaps you could drop by for a couple of hours in the evening so I can get some work done?” I vowed to be in control of myself by then.