Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26282 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26282 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
I scan the document and realize what this is. “My brother is giving me his share of the auto shop and the land?”
My mountain man shrugs. “It seems the man has decided it’s time to leave Courage County and go stay with some of his other friends. He won’t ever be back in your life again, kitten.”
I could weep from relief. As it is, my knees go weak, and I have to lock them to keep standing upright. Despite my shaking hands, I manage to sign the paperwork.
As Grizz leaves, I look up at Roman. “It’s really over?”
“It’s over. I made it clear to your brother that he would never be part of your life unless you reached out first. He knows better than to contact you in any way.”
“What about the debts against the shop?” I ask in a worried whisper. I don’t want to get full ownership only to have it go under because I can’t keep up with the interest.
“It’s been cleared,” Roman answers.
“But it wasn’t your—”
“Don’t worry about it,” he says softly. “I didn’t do it for him. I did it for you, so you can move forward with the shop. There’s no more interest. No more overwhelming payments. Now you can make the improvements you’ve been dreaming of.”
I close my eyes, feeling myself relax for the first time in years. “Thank you.”
He presses a soft kiss to my forehead and takes my hand. “Let’s go home now, wife.”
As we travel up the mountain, I marvel at how my life is changed in the past few days. I’m no longer alone. Now, I have a big, strong husband and a beautiful home. One day, we’re going to build a family together.
“You’re smiling,” Roman observes as he pulls the truck into the driveway. Strangely, he didn’t park in the garage.
Chester is on the front porch, sunning himself. I make a mental note to add rocking chairs and a cat bed. It’d be the perfect place for the three of us to relax after a long day.
“My life is pretty much perfect. I have a sexy husband and a beautiful home. Plus, we’re working on a family.” All of the stress and anxiety I’ve been carrying has gone away. Now there’s only blissful relief in its place.
“I think your life is missing one thing,” Roman says and leaves the truck. He moves around to my side, helping me out. He threads our fingers together and says, “Come with me.”
I walk into his garage and instantly gasp at the midnight blue Mustang. It’s almost a replica of the one from the car show. “You found one like it for me!”
He scoffs. “This is the exact one that my woman had her hands all over.”
I laugh even as tears spring to my eyes. “You can’t just buy me things.”
“I can,” Roman says, “If it makes you happy and you want it, then you’ll have it.”
I shake my head. “You’re going to spoil our kids, aren’t you?”
“First, I’ll spoil their beautiful mama,” he insists before he pulls me into his arms and gives me a deep, long kiss.
This man is my forever, and I’m so glad the mountain man made me his wife. Together, we’re going to start a family and spend our days raising kids on this mountain.
11
ROMAN
The handcuffs click quietly into place, and I breathe a sigh of relief that’s not audible. Pretending to be asleep for the last twenty minutes while my sexy wife has maneuvered my body, removed my clothes, and handcuffed me to the bed has required a level of patience that should have me eligible for sainthood.
Content with her work, she leans back. Her knees are on either side of my hips, and I know if I opened my eyes right now, she would be wearing nothing but a smile.
I wait for her, and finally, she starts pressing featherlight kisses to my chest. I flutter my eyelashes open, thankful to be done with all of the pretending.
She looks at me as I open my eyes, our gazes meeting.
Her lush round tits push against my chest. We’ve spent six weeks as a happily married couple, and I know it’s not my imagination. Her breasts are definitely growing. They’re extra sensitive, and I know this because last week she came just from me sucking on her tits.
She looks like a goddess this morning with her hair flowing down her back and falling in her face. Her gaze is bright as she looks up at me. “Good morning.”
I tug on the handcuffs gently and hear them clink against the iron headboard. I glance up at them, as if I weren’t aware that they had been there for a while. “What did you do?”
For a moment, worry crosses her face. “Are your hands okay?”
“They are for now. Later, they’re going to be sore from spanking your ass for this.”