Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43518 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43518 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
“Promise. I’ll be careful.” Which I’m going to be, especially since I know the second Forest hears the shower running, he’ll be in there right along with me, and I’ll be telling him how much I love not only his voicemail but him as well.
THIRTY-FIVE
Forest
I hear the soft footsteps of Bailey’s feet outside my office door, having left it open for that exact purpose.
“I’ll call you back later. Once you get everything ready and together, email it to me. I’ll forward it to my attorney and let him send it to the detectives working the case,” I tell Madden. Couldn’t have asked for a better brother, loyal to a fault, always there for me and the girls, and now Bailey, too.
“You got it. I know there’s a part of you that wants to exact revenge. The bitch isn’t worth it. Think about all you got going for you and let Reynolds do the dirty work, yeah?” Madden won’t stop until I give him the right answer.
“To be honest, I wasn’t even thinking about Krissy. I’m more concerned with the fact that Bailey’s bound and determined to put me in an early grave. We haven’t even been home a damn hour.” I stand up from my desk to walk away from the computer and the one video surveillance Madden sent me. Clear as day, Krissy was behind the wheel, black gloves on. The vehicle had a stolen license plate, and God knows what else she was tempted to do.
“Good, Hendrix and I are going out. If you need anything, don’t call me.” I laugh, not that I can complain. He’s been around a lot lately, he and Hendrix both.
“You got it. Thanks again. I’m not sure how I’ll ever repay you. Anytime you need anything, you’ve got it.” We hang up after that. I drop my phone to the wood desk. Papers are scattered on top of it. Since the accident, I’ve left everything where it was, not worrying about plans, clients, or work in general. My assistant had no problem fielding calls, handing off what needed to be taken care of right away to a few other associates. That doesn’t mean I’m going to be able to ignore it tomorrow, but that’s for another day. Right now, I’ve got a woman who’s hell bent on giving me hell in the way of stepping onto a slippery surface by herself, and knowing her, she’s probably going to try to wash her hair, too.
A few steps outside of my office, then I’m turning to the direction of the master bedroom. The house has four bedrooms total, one of them currently being used for work. If things go a certain way, I’m sure I’ll be losing it, and that’s okay. The thought of Bailey round with my child, waddling around with Cammy at her side, Piper more than likely on her hip, using her stomach to help prop her up. Fuck, I want that, and soon. I’m in the bedroom, shutting the door, ready to take care of Bailey. Then maybe she’ll actually relax, even if it requires climbing into bed with her. I’m just about to strip out of my clothes when I hear, “Forest, can you come help me?”
“Yeah, baby,” I reply, shucking my boxer briefs and walking the rest of the way until I’m in the bathroom. The steam is billowing out of the glass-enclosed shower. Bailey has an affinity for taking the hottest showers while they’re the longest, too, and when I join her, there’s no preserving water. I open the door, and she moves back a step until her back almost meets the marble tile. Not wanting her to hit her head, I wrap my arm around her body, feeling her silky, smooth skin.
“I knew you’d come and join me. Will you help wash my back?” She spins around, ass sliding across my hard cock. I’m unable to hide the reaction of what she does to me.
“Do you even have to ask?” I dip my head towards her neck, grazing my lips along the skin, knowing the effect it has on her, wishing like hell she weren’t hurt, and I’d be taking her just like this. Her hands pressed against the tile, ass sticking out, my cock tunneling in and out of her slick and tight pussy.
“I listened to your voicemail.” She tips her head to the side, lowering her sultry eyes, watching as my hands glide along her arms until my fingers lace with hers. I bring them to the tile wall at level with her ribs in order not to put too much pressure on them.
“Then you know, baby, that this is the beginning of us, of our family. You know how much I love you, much like I know you love me,” I rasp against the shell of her ear.