Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 104448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 418(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 418(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
For once, I didn’t agree. I didn’t want to see Lellie nearly as much as I wanted to see thirty more minutes of Tully in my bed.
“Still sleeping,” I grumbled, pulling him more tightly against me.
“You’ve had her every day. I haven’t seen her in forever.” Tully’s tone might have been whining if it hadn’t been spoken with a knowing grin. “Imagine if you hadn’t seen her in two weeks.”
“It’s been twelve days,” I corrected. “Not two full weeks.”
He laughed and pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “Was someone counting?”
I rolled him over and pinned him down before staring at his crinkled eyes. “Yes. Someone was counting. My dick was counting.” I ground down into him, our cocks already hard.
It took about three minutes of sleepy wrestling, kissing, and jacking each other off before we both came. Tully glanced over at me from where he’d thrown himself onto his back on the rumpled sheets. “I like your friends.”
I reached over and ran a thumb along his stubbled jaw. “They liked you. But I’m not loving the fact you’re thinking about my hot friends after you just came in my hand.”
His smile creased the corners of his bright eyes. “I seem to recall you giving me the third degree about my pretty new client recently.”
“Mpfh.” I tried to block the guy out of my mind, but I remembered seeing him in the lobby clear as day. “Hot and rich. I can give you one or the other, but expecting both is just selfish.”
Tully rolled over to straddle me. “You’re both, and you ride horses. Lellie’s not old enough yet, but one day, she’ll tell you that’s the real jackpot. And she’ll be right.”
He kissed me quickly before pushing off me to head to the bathroom.
I imagined my daughter grown up enough to care about cute boys. The thought of it made me groan into my pillow.
Tully chuckled from the bathroom. “Shake a leg. You’ve got horses to micromanage, and I’ve got babies to cuddle.”
If he was offering to share the shower with me, I wasn’t about to say no.
By the time we made our way up to the ranch house for breakfast, Lellie was seated in a booster chair at the big farmhouse table while Jo made pancakes on a griddle. Surprisingly, Landry was the one keeping Lellie from throwing her cut-up strawberries all over the kitchen, but I also noticed Kenji was nearby, keeping an eye on both of them.
Tully went straight to Lellie. “There she is!”
When she saw him, her face lit up. “Tuh-wee!”
Zane put a hand over his heart and gazed affectionately at the scene while Way and Silas exchanged a knowing glance. Meanwhile, Jo turned to me and tilted her head at Tully as if to say, “He the one?”
I didn’t nod.
But I wanted to.
Instead, I went over and kissed her on the cheek. “Thanks for watching her last night.”
She grabbed me and gave me a tight hug. “Grammy’s privilege,” she said. “I’ve decided that’s my grandma name, so all of you can start using it now instead of waiting for Sheridan’s baby to arrive.”
I’d only been back in Majestic for a few days when she’d gotten the whole story from me about Lellie’s near abduction by the Scotts and my parents’ subsequent rejection of me. Again.
She’d been incensed and had immediately claimed me as her own child from here on out, telling me that when the time was right for me to call her “Mom,” she would be ready for it. Jolene Blake was good people. The best.
I poured and doctored a coffee for Tully before taking it to him at the table. He’d pulled Lellie out of her booster seat and into his lap, where he was trying without much success to clean her red, sticky hands.
“Thank you,” he said in pleased surprise when I handed him the coffee. He set it out of Lellie’s reach when he realized it was still too hot to drink.
As I turned to make my own coffee, the shrill sound of my phone ringing pierced the gentle hum of family and friends chattering all around me.
I glanced down at the display, surprised to see Susanna’s name on the screen. A call from my Texas attorney on a Saturday morning? I felt a sliver of unease in my stomach.
“Hey,” I said, answering it quickly.
Tully looked over with furrowed eyebrows. So did the others.
“Hey, Dev. Got a sec?”
My body began to tremble at the careful tone of her voice. “Of course. What is it?”
“The paternity results came back. And Dev… they show Lellie isn’t your biological child.”
Black shadows rushed in around the edges of my vision. “That’s ridiculous.”
“I know. Dev, I know. It may be a lab mix-up, or it may be… something else. The results came in last night, but I didn’t check my mail until this morning. I wanted to tell you first thing and let you know not to worry yet.”