Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18078 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 90(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18078 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 90(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
Dani mirrored her action, throwing her body over Justice’s right arm. “C’mon, Mommy! Get ‘im!”
“How can I pass up an offer like that?” I laughed as I moved forward.
“Don’t move, Daddy. We have to be careful with Mommy since she’s pregnant,” Trevor warned, mimicking what Justice had told the kids about a million times over the past few months as he held his legs down.
Justice craned his neck up to meet Trevor’s gaze as he said, “Thanks for the reminder, buddy.”
I barely held in my snort at Justice’s response as I lowered myself to my knees next to him. He didn’t need anyone to caution him when it came to me since he’d wrap me in bubble wrap if he could. And then I’d just have to get him all worked up until he couldn’t wait to rip it right back off.
When my fingers brushed against his stomach before heading to his sides, Justice’s eyes darkened to a stormy gray, and a low groan bubbled up his throat. I couldn’t torture him too much with the kids so close, but I also couldn’t resist the temptation to cop a feel of his abs when they were right there in front of me. Not with my pregnancy hormones raging through my system, or at least that was the excuse I was going with.
Before we got any awkward questions about the sudden tightness of his jeans, I aimed for an especially ticklish spot just under his rib cage. When he roared with laughter, the kids wanted a turn too. By the time we were done, we were all laughing so hard that our sides hurt.
“Alright, guys. I think Mommy has had enough tickle time and needs a snack. How do cookies and milk sound to everyone?” Justice asked.
“Cookies! Yay!” the kids cheered, scrambling to their feet to race towards the kitchen.
“I’ll get you back for that later,” Justice murmured against my ear after helping me up from the floor so we could follow after them.
“You’d better,” I whispered back with a wink, looking forward to some quality alone time when the kids went down for the night.
My life was better than I’d dreamed it would be in my wildest dreams about Justice. But just like he’d told me a million times about his fantasies, reality far surpassed my imagination.