Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 35195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
I loved my husband. And I really loved how this need for him only got grew with every day.
I was panting by the time he lifted me up, growling, and then he thrust inside.
No matter what we found out today, nothing else mattered except him and I, and our family. Then I stopped thinking, and began pushing back against him because let’s make this fucking hot and fun today.
9
Gum was behind the bar as we walked in, and he paused in pouring a drink, one of his eyebrows lifting up. “Humans.”
I braked abruptly because there were two people sitting in front of him, but neither moved a muscle. Their backs were to us.
A big smile spread over Gum’s face and he set his bottle back down. He didn’t seem bothered by their presence. “Welcome.” That eyebrow wiggled. “You guys just had to come in and see the Gumster, didn’t you? I made an impression. It’s okay. I have adoring fans all over the seas.”
Caden asked, his tone dry, “That you telling us you’re a Mer guy?”
“Fuck no. I’m just telling you I have fans all over the seas. They all love me. Humans and Mers.”
Kennedy walked around us, giving Gum a cautious look. “Odd jokes aside, do you have food?”
And as if on command, my stomach let loose with a loud rumble.
Everyone heard. Everyone looked, even the two guys at the bar. Their eyes were glazed over so I was figuring they were too drunk to make sense of anything. But well, I guess they heard my tummy and Caden laughed, stepping to me, his hand going there as if to settle my hunger down. “I’ve not done my job today. She’s not eaten yet.”
Gum just flashed another smile and grabbed a couple menus, handing it over. “You up for drinks too?”
“I’ll have what I had last night.”
Kennedy added, “Not me. I want wine, and I’m not a wine snob. I’ll take whatever is cheapest.”
Caden gestured to Shay. “We’ll do what’s local and on tap for beer, your choice.”
“Really?”
Shay flashed him a grin. “We’re going to try and drink like we’re still in college. Should get interesting.”
“Noted.” Gum jerked up his chin as we moved to a table in the corner. It was a lower one, not a high top, and I felt a little more grounded knowing I wasn’t going to fall off my stool. Considering everything, I wasn’t feeling the most settled.
“Humans we know.”
The demon guy, Kellan, was making his way towards us. His hair was ruffled and messy. He had a sleepy smirk on his face, but as he took the seat next to Shay, his gaze skimmed over all of us. Those eyes were not sleepy. They were alert, and dark.
A nervous sensation buzzed through me, and I sat up straighter. Kennedy’s gaze was locked on him, her jaw tight. “Are you here to issue us more threats?”
He frowned at her, grabbing for a menu as his woman approached us and after a second’s hesitation, took the seat next to me. She gave me a friendly grin, but it was a little wary.
He asked Kennedy, “Did I threaten you?”
“You were going to wipe our memories.”
“That wasn’t a threat. I was just going to do it.”
“Oh my–Kellan, stop playing with her.”
Our Shay growled under his breath. “I don’t know who I need to meet to find out how to seriously hurt you, but I will. Stop fucking with us, and especially my wife.”
Kellan’s nostrils flared. “Wife? You guys seem too young to be married. How old are you?”
I leaned forward. “Uh. We don’t need to go over that, but we’ve been married, been out of college, and have children. That’ll give you an idea.”
“Yeah.” Kennedy shot me a grin.
I laughed and then asked, because when else would I ever have a demon sitting at my table and I’d know about it? “How old are you guys?”
“We’re–” She Shay spoke up, her voice rising and shooting her man look so he knew she’d be handling the questions from now on. “We graduated last year and we’re taking a gap year before I start graduate school.”
“Oh.” Fun! “What are you going for?”
“Shay wants to save the world.”
She shot him another aghast look. “I’m going for social work. I want to work in administration and go as high as I can.”
Gum came over, bringing all of our drinks, setting them on the table. He gave us all a lingering gaze before turning to leave. “This is an interesting bunch considering.”
Kellan said, deadpanning while he reached for his drink, “I’ve already been threatened once and told to be quiet.”
Gum paused, scrutinizing him for a beat. “I’d assumed you’d get threatened a lot more than that.”
“Day’s early. Only been here for a few minutes. Ask again in thirty.”
Gum snorted a laugh, his head shaking, and he slipped back behind the bar.