Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 72617 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72617 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
He wanted me to move in with him.
In fact, he demanded.
I was both thrilled and terrified by the thought. I liked the idea of living with him. I wanted that more than I could describe, but at the same time, I was worried that it was too soon. We hadn’t been together all that long, but the time we had spent together had been phenomenal. I’d never been so happy and content—which is why I agreed to move in with him.
He had some things to take care of with the club and I needed to grab a few things from my apartment, so we agreed to just meet at his place. It took longer than I’d expected to pack my bags. I wasn’t getting everything—just what I’d need for a week or so, and then, we could get the rest later.
I also needed to pick up a gift for Willa, so it was almost dark before I actually made it to his house. When I walked in, I could smell something wonderful cooking in the kitchen, but there was no sign of Wrath. I was about to call out to him when I spotted him in the living room.
He was leaning back in his recliner, napping, and the kitten was curled up in a ball on his chest. I’d gone back and forth on what to name him, but eventually, decided on Milo. I dropped my bags in the hall, and Willa’s gift on the table then walked over and ran my hand over Milo’s head. “What happened to you being an outside cat?”
“He was crying at the door.” Wrath kept his eyes closed as he told me, “I think he missed us.”
“I’m sure he did. I bet he was hungry, too.”
“Nah, I had one of the boys come by and feed him.”
“You did?” I gave Milo a scratch under his chin. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you might actually like the little guy.”
“He has his moments.” He opened his eyes and smiled. “Kind of like someone else I know.”
“Hey, you better watch it.” I gave Milo one last scratch, then stood and said, “We’re roomies now, and I know where you sleep.”
“Been here five minutes and already making threats.” He picked up Milo and lowered him to the floor, then stood and stepped over to me. “You get all your stuff?”
“I got what I needed for now.” I slipped my arms around his neck. “I’ll need a truck and set of strong arms to get the rest.”
“Consider it done.” He leaned down and gave me a quick kiss. “You hungry?”
“Yeah, I could eat.”
I was kind of surprised that he didn’t say more about me moving in. He didn’t seem all that excited about it. In fact, he didn’t even seem to care. I followed him into the kitchen, and my heart skipped when I saw there was a huge bouquet of white roses and a bottle of wine on the kitchen table. I stopped in the doorway and asked, “What’s all this?”
“Just a little something to welcome you home.”
“Awe.” I stepped over to the table and smelled the roses. “This is so sweet. Thank you.”
“Nothing I wouldn’t do for you, baby.” He kissed me on the forehead, then said, “Now sit, and I’ll bring you over some spaghetti.”
“Flowers, dinner, and wine?” I sat down and smiled. “You’re spoiling me already.”
“I’m just gettin’ started.”
We ate dinner; then Wrath carried my bags to the bedroom and helped me get unpacked. Once we had everything put away, we spent the rest of the night tangled in each other’s arms, celebrating our new living arrangement. The next morning, we slept in, and after a late breakfast and much-needed coffee, we headed over to Hadley’s for Willa’s birthday party.
When we pulled up to the house, we were both surprised at how many people were already there. We barely had a place to park, but we managed and made our way up to the front door. Wrath didn’t even have a chance to ring the doorbell before the door flew open and Tom appeared with a big smile. “Hey, you two. Hadley was wondering when you’d finally make it.”
“I thought the party started at twelve.”
“Yeah, I think that’s right.”
“We’re right on time, Tom.”
“Yeah, well, you know how your sister can be.”
“That I do.” Wrath chuckled. “So, where’s the birthday girl?”
“She’s out back with the others.”
Wrath nodded, then took my hand in his and led me through the living room. When we reached the sliding glass door, he paused and asked, “You ready for this?”
“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be? It’s a party. It’ll be fun.”
“A whole backyard full of little kids and their overprotective parents.” Sarcasm dripped from his words as he said, “I’m sure it’s going to be loads of fun.”
“You’ll be fine.” I gave him a little nudge with my elbow. “I’ll be there to protect you.”