Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80420 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80420 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
He walks toward me, somehow looking seriously hot in a dirty tee, jeans, and boots. My tongue gets stuck to the roof of my mouth, and all thoughts but him leave my mind as he stoops down to kiss me quickly, still managing to touch his tongue to my bottom lip. “What’s up?” Clearing my throat, I blink as he takes off his shirt. “Babe.”
“Right.” I lick my lips. “My parents are wondering if we can all get together for dinner tomorrow evening.”
“Sure.” His fingers move to his belt, distracting me as he unbuckles it, drawing attention to the thin strip of hair that I know leads to heaven. “Mia.”
“Hmm?” I lose focus as he starts to unbutton his jeans.
“Never mind.” He reaches for the phone in my hand, taking it from my grasp and putting it to his ear. “Cece, yeah, dinner tomorrow works. How about you and your parents meet us here around five, and I’ll throw something on the grill?” He pulls me up off the couch before I can ask him what he’s doing, and then he starts leading me toward the bedroom with his hand wrapped tightly around mine. “Cool. See you then. Yeah. All right, have a good night, and sure, I’ll tell Mia you said that.” He hangs up and tosses my phone on the counter in the kitchen before spinning around and picking me up. “Your sister said goodnight.”
“Okay.” I breathe as I wrap my legs around his hips and drop my mouth down to his. When we get to the bathroom, even though I showered when I got home, I have no problem at all when he drags me under the spray of water with him. And I for sure don’t complain about the two orgasms he gives me as he fucks me against the tile.
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My parents, sister, nieces, Talon, and I sit around the table on his back deck, with dishes littering the tabletop and nothing but scraps left from the salmon, baked potatoes, and corn on the cob I cooked. Talon ended up getting stuck at Cece’s house, so I got everything ready for dinner before he got home. I pick up my iced tea and take a sip.
“Mia was telling Chaz and me about the house you’re building. We’d love to see it this week if you have time,” my mom says, picking up her wine glass.
“Just let me know when.” Talon rests his arm on the back of my chair and smooth’s his thumb up and down my shoulder as I rest my hand on his thigh.
“Do you know what you’re planning on pricing it at?” she asks him, and my spine stiffens.
“Mom.”
“What?” She frowns at me. “Chaz and I have been talking, and we’re thinking about moving here.”
“What?” I ask, sure I heard her wrong. She’s lived in Montana her whole life, and so has Chaz, so it’s hard for me to believe they would move. And not only that, but Chaz has a well-established law practice there, and I don’t see him retiring anytime soon, even though he’s almost seventy.
“Chaz is planning on retiring in the next couple of years, and we’ve fallen in love with this area and are talking about finding a place here.”
“Really?” I look at Chaz.
“We want to be closer to all our girls,” he says, his face soft as he looks between me, Cece, Ruby, Lola, and Kate.
“I wouldn’t be upset about that,” I tell him.
“Me neither,” Cece agrees, then asks the girls, “How happy would you guys be if Grandma and Grandpa moved here?
“So happy.” Lola grins.
“So, so happy,” Kate says, always wanting to one-up her sister however she can.
“Can I go play with the kittens?” Ruby asks, bouncing in her seat and making us all laugh.
“Yeah, go on. Just be gentle with them,” Cece tells her, and her sisters follow her inside. When the door closes behind them, Cece looks at Talon and points. “Just so you know, I will kill you if you offer my girls one of those kittens.”
“Oh, that’s a good idea. You can have two, and that way they will still be able to play with each other,” I say happily, and my sister glares at me. “You have to admit they’re cute, and you haven’t had any kind of allergic reaction to them.”
“No.” She shakes her head.
“You can’t stop me from giving them a gift.” I shrug, smiling when Talon laughs and kisses the side of my head.
“See? This is what we don’t want to miss,” Mom says, and I look at her. “And just think, honey, if we get a place here, I’ll be around a lot more and will be able to help you plan your wedding.”
“Mom,” I groan, covering my face.
“What?”
“Talon and I—”
“Your daughter has to agree to marry me before you two start planning a wedding,” Talon cuts me off, and I turn to glare at him.