Total pages in book: 148
Estimated words: 142939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 715(@200wpm)___ 572(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 715(@200wpm)___ 572(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Vane reaches in and starts tickling her. “Surrender!” he tells her.
“Never!” she says through giggles. Tears form in my eyes as I watch them together. I’ll never get tired of seeing them like this. I love that Ariel gets to grow up in a happy home that’s filled with love. It’s something I never had.
“That’s my girl.” He kisses her on the cheek. “Why don’t you go with Cass to get some ice cream?”
“Rewarding bad behavior?” Cass tsks playfully.
“Bad? I nailed it. Didn’t I, Mommy?” She looks so damn proud of herself. And she should be.
“You sure did.” I give her a wink. She runs over and takes Cass’s outstretched hand.
Cass has always been like an aunt to her. The same way Magic and Rebel have. It warms my heart to think how we’ve made our own little makeshift family.
“How’d she do?” Vane asks as he wraps his arms around me from behind.
“One thing is for sure: She’s gonna give us a run for our money someday.” I can feel his smile against my neck.
“Like mother, like daughter.” Vane rubs his hand across my small baby bump.
“You’re about to have another girl.”
“Good.” He lifts me off my feet, carrying me over to one of the workbenches in the warehouse. “The hell?” he laughs when Felix comes floating by. He lets out a loud meow.
“We made the Roomba invisible this morning.” Felix loves to ride it around. He can even turn it on himself.
“Of course you did.” Vane sets me down on the table. His hand goes back to my stomach.
“We said we were only having two,” I remind him.
“We’ll have as many as you want or don’t want.” He nibbles my neck.
“You don’t want a boy?” I ask.
He lifts his head. “I don’t want to sound like an asshole, but I love my girls.”
I smile up at him.
Vane always knows what to say. He also always knows what he needs to do.
My whole life I’ve spent taking things apart and putting them back together. Ever since I can remember, I had this need to know how everything worked. To me, it’s simple and safe. There is always an answer to be found. But I learned that my methods didn’t apply when it came to dealing with people. Not for me, at least. But it’s different with Vane; he knows how to take me apart and put me back together. He often anticipates what I need before I do.
“I love you.”
“Love you too.” He leans down and places a kiss on my lips. “Now let me love you.” Vane tugs my pants down my legs, dropping down to his knees in front of me.
See? He always knows just what I need.