What the Heart Wants – Love With Strings Read Online Nikki Ash

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Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 119093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 595(@200wpm)___ 476(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
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“I don’t know what I would do without your crazy ass,” I tell her, hugging her back.

“Well, it’s a good thing you’ll never have to find out.” She pulls back and winks, and I smile, despite the pain her words elicit deep inside me. She meant it as a joke, but since Pete and my grandma died, I’ve learned not to count on anyone to be there. Maybe it’s time I start letting people in again and stop living in fear of losing everyone I love.

When I walk into the lobby of Hayden and Brody’s place, I’m met with an elderly gentleman dressed in a suit who greets me with a soft smile. Brody warned me that I’d have to check in with the front desk before I could go up the first time, so I’m prepared. After introducing myself and giving him my ID, he scans it. He then has me sign a couple of papers before handing me an elevator key and the code I need to input to go to their floor, which is apparently the penthouse.

“Thank you,” I tell him when he hands me the key. “Do I return it here when I’m done with it or—?”

“No, ma’am,” he says. “It’s yours to keep. If you should ever no longer need it, we can deactivate it at the desk.”

I thank him, shocked that Brody has requested I have my own key before I’ve even agreed to anything.

As I take the elevator up to their floor, I send him a text: An elevator key, huh? A little presumptuous, aren’t we?

A text from him comes in almost immediately after mine goes through: More like hopeful.

Instead of responding, I get off the elevator, expecting to end up in a hallway, only to find myself standing in their foyer.

“Is that elevator just for you?” I ask as I walk deeper into their home.

“It is,” Brody says, coming over and giving me a kiss on my cheek. He takes my hand in his and guides me farther inside. “Hayden is on a business call, but he’ll be out shortly. While we wait, why don’t I give you a tour?”

We start in the spacious living room that looks professionally furnished and decorated. With onyx hardwood floors, stylish black leather furniture, and pristine white walls, the place screams single and wealthy. A beautiful fireplace sits in the corner next to a black spiral staircase that must lead to the second floor.

“And this is the kitchen,” he says as we walk into a gorgeous, state-of-the-art kitchen bigger than my entire apartment. I admire the top-of-the-line appliances, and the number of cabinets and counters are a baker’s wet dream.

“We don’t cook much.” He shrugs sheepishly. “So it’s kind of a waste, but it came with the place.”

“God, I could live here,” I blurt out. When Brody’s brows fly up to his forehead, I quickly backtrack. “I mean, in this kitchen. Not here, like here, here. Like, I’m not trying to move in… I just really like the kitchen…” Brody snorts at my rambling, and I sigh. “I just meant that this kitchen is amazing, and if I had one like this, I’d probably bake in it all day.”

“Well…” Brody steps toward me and pushes me gently against the counter. “You’re welcome to bake here any time you want.” With my hair in a high ponytail, he wraps his fingers around the strands and tugs my head to the side, giving himself access to my neck. “Hell, if you wanted to live here, I don’t think either of us would be opposed.”

“I don’t think that’d be—”

Brody presses his warm lips to the sensitive spot just beneath my ear, cutting off my train of thought, my only focus now on how good his lips feel on me. He trails his tongue along my heated flesh, and I moan.

“Damn, I leave to make one phone call and miss all the fun.”

I jump at Hayden’s voice and try to push Brody away. Only when I reach out, he snags my hand and spins me around, so he’s leaning against the counter, and I’m facing Hayden with my back pressed against Brody’s very hard front.

“Sorry,” I squeak out, dropping my face to look at the ground in embarrassment at having been caught with Brody.

“For what?” Hayden steps around the island and stops in front of me. “What are you sorry for?” He pinches my chin and forces me to look at him. “A part of dating both of us means you’re with both of us in every way, and we don’t get jealous.” He proves his point by leaning in and pressing his lips to mine in a passionate yet quick kiss. “Fuck, I’ve missed those lips,” he murmurs as he pulls back.

“Well, Bree here, was just saying how she wants to move in,” Brody says with a laugh.


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