Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 69976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
“And honey to my fries.”
“Oh, ew, is that dirty? That sounds dirty,” Madison protests. “You guys are so weird.” I sigh happily.
Raul whispers something in her ear that makes her blush, and it takes a lot to make that girl blush.
“Say you will,” Miguel demands. He grabs the twisty tie from the bagel bag on the counter and quickly twists it into a ring. He reaches for my scone-less left hand. “I’ll replace this with whatever you want, today.”
I look down at the dark green twisty tie. “I kinda like this one. It’s very unique and earthy-crunchy.”
“Samantha,” he growls, running out of patience. Oh, how I love when he runs out of patience, and that possessive, jealous side takes over.
“Yes,” I whisper. “Of course. You’ll never find anyone else who’s the butter to your lobster, babe.”
He grins. “Shut up and kiss me.”
“You do say the most romantic things. Eeee!”
He yanks me over to him, bends me backward, and kisses me, right there in the kitchen. My scone goes flying, my leg kicks up in the air… and I forget everything but him.
Me.
Us.
Epilogue
Miguel
“Woman, I want your hands on that headboard. Do not move them, under any circumstance, or you’ll be in big trouble, baby.”
“Mmm,” she shivers, hands obediently placed on the headboard. “But I love it when I’m in trouble.”
I smack the underside of her ass, making her squeal, and I relish the way my handprint blooms in hot, vivid pink against her beautiful skin.
“Don’t I know it.” I kiss the hollow of her neck, one of those tender spots that’s so sensitive, her eyes roll back in her head when I kiss her there. I lave my tongue along her soft, tender skin, and hold her body against mine. Her curves melt into me, the scent of roses making me heady with lust.
“You know what the truth is, babe?” I ask, hands on her hips as I grind into her from behind. I savor every soft, delicate moan she lets fall from her lips.
“What’s that?” Her eyes are closed, as if she’s relishing this moment.
“Your hands on the headboard give me the best view of my ring on your finger.” It glints brilliantly, even with the faintest soft, dim flicker of light from the lamp on the bedside table. She chose a round-cut diamond set in platinum, so elegant yet exquisite… just like her.
“Do you?” She wiggles her fingers to show off the gem in the light. “Wanna know my secret?”
“Of course.”
“I stare at it when I’m naked in the shower because the overhead light hits it like it was made for that purpose alone. And sometimes, I kiss it.”
That makes me smile. I bend down and kiss her naked shoulder. “I love that you do that.” I gently remove her fingers from the headboard and kiss the ring. “There, baby. Now when you kiss it, it’ll be like kissing me.”
“I can’t decide if that’s arrogant or sweet,” she whispers, as I run my cock along the inside of her thighs. I groan at her arousal, her scent making me yearn to take her again.
“Likely both,” I groan, as the need to take her possesses me.
“That would be apropos,” she breathes on a choked moan, as I tease her clit.
“Would it?”
“Ooooh.”
Soon, she’ll lose the ability to talk. I know this about her by now. Prelude, she’s all chatty and snarky, foreplay, she starts losing the plot, and once we get it on, she loses all sense of reason and language.
I enjoy rendering her speechless.
“I love you, Samantha.” I glide into her with a groan of utter satisfaction. I pause, not moving an inch, just savoring the feel of her body joined with mine.
“And I love you,” she whispers back, momentarily regaining the use of words. “Never imagined things could be like this. So… perfect. So meaningful. So full of everything that matters.” Her words are a little choked. “God, I love you so much. Now fuck me senseless, big guy.”
For the next few weeks, I walk around like I’ve got clouds in the bottoms of my sneakers, just like the ads promised, damn near floating to the restaurant, sailing through meetings, gazing at inventory with a wistful sigh.
I know my staff wants to know which alien life form kidnapped me and did a personality transplant, but I don’t care. I don’t care. I’m getting married to the most beautiful, brilliant woman I’ve ever known. My life has changed, and I’ll never be the same.
The next few weeks pass in a blur, as we settle things in court. The courts on the East Coast like to see children in stable homes, and given the long list of crimes that sent Michelle to court, as well as my brother’s, we have a fairly easy case getting custody of Toni.
Last month, I had no interest in taking care of a child. I had no interest in a girlfriend, let alone a wife. Who’m I kidding? I had no interest in monogamy.