Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 68146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
We made a turn that the GPS told me to take, and then I saw four police cruisers along the side of the road, which caused me to slow down because the sight of them made me nervous.
I made it through, though, and was happy to see that they didn’t turn on their lights and force us to stop.
I wasn’t sure the same could be said for those behind me, but I imagined that they would inform us if they were detained in any way.
But no calls came.
And the woman at my back held on for another three hours until I was forced to get gas.
When we stopped, I turned on my bike to face her and saw the most glorious smile on her face.
“You liked it?” I asked her.
Her eyes bright and shiny, she said, “I loved it.”
CHAPTER 16
If you think I’m short, you should see my patience.
-T-shirt
SIMI
I loved it and hated it by the time we got where we were going.
Over the last four hours we’d ridden, my memory had come back in short bursts.
At one point, I was fairly sure that I had all of it, but then another memory would hit—most of those stemming from old trips that we’d taken to the region we were traveling.
I now knew who my sisters were. I knew what I did for a living.
I knew that I was pregnant with the baby of a man that I’d only known for a very short but very intense period of time.
I also knew that I was in love with him.
If I hadn’t been after he’d traveled across the country to me, I would’ve fallen over that proverbial cliff at the sight of him standing in my hospital room, so concerned about me.
“You okay?” Coffey asked curiously.
I nodded and stood to stretch.
All of my bones and muscles shifted, reminding me that I’d just spent four hours on a bike after a car accident the day before.
“You know,” I said as I rubbed my sore neck. “I can’t exactly explain why I felt the need to be with you today for that trip, and I’ll definitely be feeling this ride tomorrow, but I’m very glad that I came with you. It was beautiful and breathtaking, and holy shit, there’s someone standing behind you right now who looks ready to jump on top of you.”
Coffey turned slowly, then the man behind him pounced.
One second, Coffey was standing empty-handed, and the next, the man was in Coffey’s arms, holding on for dear life.
Legs off the ground, wrapped around Coffey’s waist and everything.
“You are fucking shitting me right now!”
Then there were ten men piling onto the man hug that was going on in front of my eyes.
Coffey didn’t go down to the ground with their weight, but it was a close thing.
“I’m glad to see that you can handle a person as large as him hitting you,” I mused aloud. “I’m seeing good things for our child’s future.”
All ten men heard me, and then the one that’d done the original jumping into Coffey’s arms said, “Got something to tell us, Coff?”
Coff.
I liked that.
I liked, even more, the smile on Coffey’s face.
“Uh, yeah.” Coffey grinned wickedly then. “You’re looking at the woman that’s carrying my child. And the one that might or might not say ‘yes’ to marrying me in a couple of months. I just have to make sure I get her memory back first.”
There was a long moment of silence as all the men looked from me to Coffey and back as if they were trying to process his words and couldn’t.
“I think maybe you should explain the entire thing to them,” I said. “Would y’all like to join us for lunch?”
One of the men looked at their watch. A big, black, bulky thing that looked like it might be able to control the world.
“Uh,” the bulky-watched guy said. “We have exactly two hours until we have to be back on base.”
That’s when I put two and two together.
Norfolk, Virginia, was a massive hotspot for the Navy. As in, the last time I came through here, not me, but every single one of my sisters had hooked up with a dude from the Navy that’d decided to come check the circus out for the night.
“I think the story can be told in one,” I said. “That gives us time for actual eating. And”—I looked at my watch—“today is setup day, but tomorrow if you have time, y’all should come to one of the shows.”
“One of the shows?” the original jumper asked.
“Yes.” I smiled. “I forced your friend to join the circus.”
There was laughter and guffaws after that, and that’s how we wound up in the small diner in the middle of Norfolk, with eleven of the sexiest men I’d ever met.
“Before we begin,” I looked at them all. “Please tell me names, ranks, marital status, and whether or not y’all are interested in blondes, brunettes, black-haired ladies, or redheads.”