Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57423 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57423 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Jay was pretty good at creating chaos himself. “You will still have a career. How many projects do you have lined up?”
“Three, and two specials for the reality show.”
“Do you want to do those?”
She seemed to think about it for a moment. “Maybe, but in a different way. I think I want to be more of me. I think that was scary before because if I’m me, then what they say about me hits differently. But I want to leave this persona behind, West. I want to be the person I think I’m becoming with you.”
“I’m very proud of you.”
“And I lied.” She wiped at her eyes. “I like the suburban stuff. I like sitting down to dinner every night and it’s not a damn protein shake. I like hanging out with your family. But West, I really will have to leave. I understand that my life can’t revolve solely around my career, but I have to work, and you’re going to be here.”
She was a woman who needed stable ground. “Or I could be with you.”
She stilled, sniffling again. “You would come back to LA with me?”
He’d been thinking about this for days. He knew it was probably too soon to upend his whole life for a woman, but sometimes a man had to follow his instincts. Every single one told him she was the right choice, the right challenge, the one who would fascinate him for the rest of his life. “The boss told me it was time to figure out what I want to do with the rest of my life. What if I worked on film sets for a while? I bet my girlfriend’s mom has connections that could get me on whatever sets she’s working on. I could try some things out, learn from people who know what they’re doing. I could figure out what I want to specialize in. I’m going to be honest, I love working with the lighting units.”
Her lips curled up. “So you are with me for my connections.”
He held her close. “I’m with you. I’ll be with you for however long you’ll let me.”
Her arms tightened. “I’m afraid that might be forever.”
“That is perfectly fine with me.” He lowered his lips to hers. They’d made it through, and he was the one who needed some reassurance now. “But I need to know I’m more than a damn stallion you like to ride.”
Her hands found his hair, running her fingers through it. She looked at him like he was precious. “You are so much more to me. I wonder if I can think of a way to show you.” She brushed her lips over his, and the mood shifted immediately. Her body relaxed, and she kissed along his jaw. “You do such a good job of showing me how you feel. I knew, you know.”
“Knew?”
“That you loved me,” she whispered. “I knew because of how you take care of me. Do you know, West?”
She took care of him, too. She made his lunch when she made hers. She made sure he took his vitamins, and despite the fact that he knew she didn’t care about sports, she sat with him while he watched games. She was knitting him a sweater. He wasn’t sure when he would wear it in LA, but he would love it. “I know, Ally. But I’d like to hear it.”
“I love you. I’ve never loved anyone else.” She slid off his lap and to her knees. “I’m going to tell Jay tomorrow that he can find someone else if he thinks I’m not giving him what he needs. I’m not going to let him have control over my personal life. I never had a personal life before, so I’m going to have to get used to this balance thing.”
“I’ll help you with that.” His cock was stirring to life now that he had what he really wanted—her admitting she loved him. He knew. It was good that she’d figured it out, too. “Now why don’t you come up here and show me how nicely you can ride this old cowboy.”
Her head shook, and she bit her bottom lip. “Not yet. I want to play first.”
Her fingers went to the fly of his jeans, and he groaned as she opened them and eased the zipper down. His cock went rock hard, desperate for the touch of her hands…and that mouth. That mouth drove him crazy.
He let his hands find her hair as she licked the tip of his dick.
Heat poured through him.
“You’re pretty everywhere, West Rycroft,” she said before taking another swipe with her tongue. She traced the ridge around his cockhead. “I need you to remember that you’re all mine when the Channing Lloyds of the world decide they want a taste.”
He was going to tell her how little a temptation that was to him, but she chose that moment to suck him into her mouth, and all that came out was a low groan.