Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 71015 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71015 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
His eyes turned to Grayson, and held as he spoke directly to him. “You don’t know it yet, but you changed the course of our lives that night,” he shook his head. “We have another son who has leukemia. Although we had Zachary so we could use his cord blood to help our other son, Matthew, we couldn’t imagine our lives without him. However, the blood Matthew received from Zachary wasn’t enough, and we’d planned on him donating more stem cells just this past week. That wouldn’t have been possible if it wasn’t for you. You saved more than Zachary’s life that night, you saved Matthew’s, too.”
Grayson hung his head, and I saw him let out a shaky breath before he lifted his head back up and nodded once at the man still staring at him.
“For that, I owe you more than just a thank you. I owe you my life. Those two boys are my world, as is their mother, and I wouldn’t know what to do without them. For that, I thank you from the bottom of my heart, deep into the depths of my soul.”
Grayson stood and made his way to the man, offering his hand.
They shook for a long time, the both of them talking quietly for a minute or two, before the woman with the young child walked up to the two, curling into her husband’s side.
From this distance, I couldn’t quite hear what was being said, but I knew it was heartfelt. Both parents were wiping tears away from their eyes when the young boy Grayson saved latched onto Grayson’s fingers, pulling Grayson’s large hand up to his small face, and then leaned his head against him.
Grayson stared down at the young boy, smiling softly at him, and my heart officially melted at the cuteness.
A flash lit up the room, and I knew that Grayson and the baby would most likely be the stars of tomorrow’s paper.
I wonder if they’d give me a copy of the file, I thought to myself.
Alas, if the look that Grayson directed at the photographer was anything to go by, he’d probably not appreciate me encouraging him.
Oh well, this would be forever embedded in my heart.
And I knew that one day, Grayson would make one hell of a father.
Chapter 19
Eat like no one is watching…or was that dance?
-One of life’s unanswerable questions
Torren
I watched as Tru waved goodbye to her parents, gave her mom a kiss, and then started through the parking lot toward me.
She was fucking breathtaking.
Dressed in a black dress that had these tempting goddamned holes all over them…then there was that slit that went nearly all the way up to her pussy.
“Ride with me?” I whispered to Tru as she walked up to me.
She looked up and gave me a look that caused me to laugh.
“I’m guessing you don’t really need me to voice my answer, correct?” She queried with a raised brow.
I’d already seen her tell her parents that she was going with me
I shook my head. “No, I guess you don’t. Your place or mine?”
“Yours,” she whispered, drawing her dress up high, so high I could see her black satin panties, and then mounted the bike.
I swallowed thickly at the display, practically burning a hole through her dress with my eyes. “You’re killing me.”
She winked and patted the seat in front of her.
I went, swinging my leg over the bike and started it up.
The night was a warm one, and my itchy dress uniform was nearly suffocating.
However, when Tru wrapped her arms around my chest, snuggling her warm crotch up against my ass, I completely forgot about the annoyance.
I’d nearly made it all the way home when I realized I was nearly out of gas.
“Shit,” I said, pulling into the next gas station.
“What?” She asked when I pulled up to the pump.
“Out of gas,” I said once I turned the bike off.
Flipping the stand down, I swung my leg over, catching a glimpse of Tru’s panties.
“Ice cream,” I managed to get out, withdrawing my wallet and handing her a twenty.
She took it, aware of my game, and slid her leg over the bike.
I busied myself with the pump, sliding my card in and twisting off the gas cap, all too aware of her eyes on me.
I watched her walk away, her black high heels clicking against the concrete as she went.
Then I watched her walk inside, and the attendant give her a double take.
“I feel your pain, man,” I mumbled, before I shoved the nozzle into the hole and started filling up my bike.
I made a rookie mistake right then, watching Tru instead of my surroundings.
I should’ve known better. Should’ve known that he was going to do something.
I didn’t even realize he was there until Tru came back outside with two pints of ice cream, one in each hand.
She was looking down at the ground, not watching what was in front of her, but instead of her feet in those heels that I wanted to fuck her in later.
Hell, I hadn’t even known anyone was standing directly behind me before I felt the gas from the nozzle pour down my leg.
Thinking the mechanism that turned the pump off once the tank was full was faulty, I turned to see Colby standing there, dousing me and the bike with the nozzle that was still pumping gas at an alarming rate.
“You know,” he said blandly. “I warned you what would happen. I fucking warned you. Now she’s going to die, all because you couldn’t listen and follow directions. I hope you burn in hell.”
The funny thing was, was that the one goddamned time I didn’t have fire retardant clothing, I was in the process of being set on fire. In my God forsaken, itchy-as-fuck, fire department issued, dress uniform.
Finally letting the nozzle go, he dropped it to the ground and it swung in an arc back towards the pump.
It kept spewing gas until it hit the concrete pole next to the pump, jarring loose the mechanism that kept it pumping.