Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 86052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 430(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 430(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
“Would you like to be full of me?” I ask her.
“Xander,” she shrieks with wide, frantic eyes, desperately looking around to make sure no one overheard me.
“Come on,” I whisper into her ear. “I need to get you back to the hotel.”
I do just that and take advantage of her willing body until I get a call from the boys, saying there’s a celebratory dinner down in the hotel restaurant.
Charli gets dressed to the nines and looks stunning while she sips on champagne. I lead her down to the restaurant, and we take our seats among the rest of the team.
Jaxon appears with his girlfriend, Cassie, and it’s not long before they are announcing their engagement, which is when the party really starts. Drinks are bought and handed around while smiles and laughter are heard from every corner of the room.
I take hold of Charli’s hand on my thigh and give it a small squeeze. She turns those beautiful eyes toward me, absolute joy radiating out of them. “I love you,” I tell her.
She gets up from her chair and takes a seat on my lap before kissing me gently with her arms around my neck. “Without you, I would still be lost. I’d be fighting with my inner demons and hating myself for it,” she starts. “But you changed it all for me. You made me see that I was strong and turned me into this confident woman—a woman I never thought I’d get the chance to be. I love you so much, Xander Phillips, and one day,” she says, her eyes flicking toward Jaxon and Cassie before settling back on mine. “That’s going to be us.”
I pull her in and kiss her one more time. “I can’t fucking wait.”
EPILOGUE
XANDER
Two Years Later
I stand in my gym, looking around at this masterpiece before me. I can’t believe I’ve done it. Three months ago, Charli and I opened the doors to Warrior’s Paradise, and every single day I’ve had an influx of new members. I have to admit though, it’s hard work owning your own business, but that doesn’t make me love it any less.
Seeing kids coming in off the street with nowhere to go, feeling like Warrior’s Paradise is a safe place for them, makes me feel more accomplished than any of my wins in the professional league last season.
Though, those wins are what’s made all of this possible. I was able to buy this place and fix it up. It took a lot of hard work, but eventually we turned it into the best gym equipped for MMA. I made it so it functions as a regular gym as well because Charli wouldn’t have it any other way. She demanded that women have a place to train as well, but with my name attached to it, it’s damn clear this is a gym designed for serious fighters.
I still train with Cole every day, and we regularly have arguments about whose gym we’re going to work out in. Though I find when I win that argument, my training session is usually brutal and has me wishing for sweet, sweet death.
I come home to find Charli dressed up in a sexy, black, knee-length dress with strappy heels, just as I had requested of her. She smiles at me the moment I walk through the door, those stunning blue eyes still managing to take my breath away. And as usual, that damn dog of hers is lying right by her feet.
“You look incredible,” I tell her, seconds before I rush in and kiss her.
“You don’t look too bad yourself,” she teases, as I’m still in my training gear. Though, she often tells me just how much she appreciates this look. The need to strip her naked and take her on the kitchen counter pulses through me, but I have a plan to stick to.
“I’ll be ready in five,” I tell her before dashing into the bathroom and rushing through a quick shower. I come out precisely five minutes later wearing the cologne she loves and give her a big-ass cheesy grin.
“A suit?” she asks as her eyes rake up and down my body, appreciating the view. “Where the hell are we going?”
“You’ll see,” I tell her as I take her hand and lead her out to my truck. I help her up and quickly dash around to the driver’s side, anxious to get tonight started.
I drive in the direction of the gym, but take a few different turns and watch as her brows furrow in confusion. She has absolutely no idea where we are or where we’re going. I find a park and cut the engine, then lean across and give Charli a quick kiss before hopping out of the truck and helping her down in her heels.
We walk down a street lined with stores, and I watch as her confusion sinks further. “Xander,” she says, scanning the names of the stores. “There are no restaurants down here. Are you sure we’re in the right place?”