Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 25728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
"I'll fuck you but I won't sleep with you." I had to have something my way.
"You'll sleep where I tell you and make that the last time you speak to me like that. The sweet little innocent I met on that island never raised her voice much less cussed like a sailor, it's very unattractive." The smug bastard, that's it. The vase was a lost cause after all; too bad I missed again.
Colin
I'm really going to have to work on her penchant for throwing shit at my head. I gave her a harsh glare to let her know I meant business.
"You were warned Amber but since you persist in throwing shit I hope you're prepared to bear the consequences. She was literally vibrating with anger. When did I become this perverse that her anger actually turned me on? I gave her body a slow perusal before turning back to the Alfredo sauce I had going on the stove.
"Why don't you make a salad after you clean this up?"
She mumbled something at my suggestion.
"What was that? I don't think I heard you."
She ground her teeth like a petulant child as she searched out the dustpan and broom to clean up her mess. Colin Anthony started fussing himself awake.
"Shoot I wanted to take a shower before he woke up, now it's too late. "
"Don't look at me like it's my fault I didn't ask you down here to throw shit in my kitchen, why don't you see to my son and give the theatrics a rest."
"Self righteous prick."
"There's nothing righteous about what I have in store for you little Amber."
She took the baby out of the seat and made to leave the room.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"I'm taking him upstairs to feed him."
"There are any number of perfectly good chairs down here for you to use, choose one."
I'm sure she was giving me the finger mentally right now, it made me want to laugh, I like this feisty Amber, I would've enjoyed drawing her out if we'd ever got the chance at a life, but she'd put the kibosh on that.
She drew out one of the chairs from the table and sat with her back to me. I guess that was supposed to snub me or at the very least get a rise out of me, it was but not the kind she probably intended. This spitting hellcat was quite the turn on I'll have to remember to keep my feelings on a tight rein. Already I could feel a little softening towards her, the way she was with our son, that's the woman I had met and fallen in love with. The nurturing motherly type what a con.
Chapter 9
Amber
After feeding the baby Colin had demanded to burp him of all things, I wished he would throw up all over his expensive shirt but even my son was against me and remained on his best behavior.
I sat through dinner only eating because I was a nursing mother and my baby needed me to stay healthy. I had nothing to say to the infuriating man who sat across from me sipping his glass of wine which he'd poured himself while telling me I wasn't allowed any since I was feeding his son. As if I didn't know that already. I'm sure he was just trying to get under my skin.
"May I be excused master?" Way to flaunt a red flag before the bull Amber.
"Wow, you're a fast learner, go ahead on up, I'll be up soon, you remember which bedroom is mine I hope. See you in twenty minutes." I gave one last look to my son before stomping from the room. I hated leaving little Anthony but I needed to wash off the grime and I was sure Colin wouldn't let anything happen to the baby. At least I trusted him with that.
I think I fell asleep in the bathtub because when I came to the water was cold and I was a prune. I got out the tub and used the last of my moisturizer and some skin cream. For some reason pregnancy had made my skin extremely dry. I hadn't been able to buy more of my favorite products because babies needed a boatload of stuff and his needs superseded mine. I left the room and headed for the nursery, which if I remember had been a guest room last time I was here.
My sweet boy was asleep, his little hand in his mouth, gosh he was so beautiful. I loved him more than my own life everything was going to be okay for him, I'd see to it.
I left the nursery and took two steps towards the master bedroom before a little imp made me change direction. I'd be damned if I was going to him like a lamb to the slaughter, if he wanted me in there he'd have to drag me kicking and screaming.