Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 12803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 64(@200wpm)___ 51(@250wpm)___ 43(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 12803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 64(@200wpm)___ 51(@250wpm)___ 43(@300wpm)
“I already told you. I’m in Houston. Our new photographer screwed up the entire layout, and Jenna needed me to come and straighten it out.” I see my hot pink suitcase come sliding past and attempt to grab it while juggling my phone against my face. “What’s going on with you?”
“I need to see you, and it can’t wait. It has to be today.” Oh, man. I’m starting to think he did somehow find out about the baby. He’s never acted like this before. Usually, I reassure him I’m fine and he backs off. Another thought hits me. Surely, he wouldn’t be this worked up unless I mean something to him. I’m not going to lie, I kinda like knowing he isn’t immune to me.
“I’ll be back tomorrow or the next day. It’ll have to wait until then.” I’m almost grateful for the time away. It gives me time to come up with a plan for handling this situation. While I don’t want to use the pregnancy to force Dillon into a permanent relationship, I also can’t imagine raising our child as a single parent. It’s a catch twenty-two with no obvious way out.
While she’s calmly explaining that I’ll have to wait a day or two to see her, I’m booking a flight to Houston. My little spitfire has no fucking idea what I’ll do to see her.
“What are you doing with Romeo?” I can’t believe I’m worrying about her cat at a time like this, but the little fucker has grown on me.
“He’s staying with Jenna and Wild.” Good. Dickhead can spend his night keeping the picky cat happy.
How the hell did my life become a comedy? I think before asking Piper, “When is your meeting?” I need to get as much information from her as possible.
“I’m heading there straight from the airport. Hopefully, I can straighten Mark out and get the shoot finished before too late. If it all goes well, I’ll catch a flight back tomorrow morning.” As she explains, I hear road noise in the background. “Hey, I see my Uber. I’ll call you when I can.”
My little spitfire hangs up on me before I’m able to respond. Oh, hell no. We definitely have a few things to get straight. First and foremost, I’m her goddamn man and she will just have to deal with my overprotectiveness. I’ve been hiding that shit for two years, trying to play by her fucking rules. Rules that were all for nothing since we’ve been on the same page since day one. But we were both too goddamn scared to make a move. That shit ends now. I plan to not only make a move, but I’m also going to make Ms. Piper Morris mine before the day is through.
I realize I have no idea what hotel she’s staying at, so I dial my best friend’s number. “I need your fucking help.”
“Use your manners and say please.” This motherfucker really wants to try my patience.
“Please,” I grit out and hear my back teeth grinding together. “Find out what hotel Piper is staying at in Houston.”
“Ever since Jenna told me she sent Piper to Houston to deal with Mark, I’ve been waiting for your call. Check your email. I already sent you all the info.” He laughs and I’m grateful for his efficiency. “And you owe me big time. I expect to be your best man and your first child’s godfather at the very least.”
That’s not hard to promise since we both know he is my first choice for both positions. “You got it. Now, make sure your wife doesn’t spill the beans to Piper before I get there.”
“You have two hours while I spend the afternoon showing my wife how much I love her. After that, I’ll be too exhausted to worry about your goddamn problems.”
“TMI, asshole,” I grumble and hang up.
As I sit on the plane, waiting for it to take off, I pull up Wild’s email and smile when I see my best friend went above and beyond to help me. He not only sent me the hotel info, but he also had Jenna’s secretary add my name to Piper’s hotel room.
I manage to make it to the hotel and get checked in before my two-hour time limit is up. I’m pacing the hotel room, practicing my speech, when I hear the door beep. Taking a deep breath, I spin around and wait for my girl to walk into the room. “Dillon?” she squeaks. “What are you doing here?”
“I told you I needed to talk to you.” I step close to her and see confusion filling her dark brown eyes. This fucking beauty owns me, body and soul. I let my eyes move over her perfect body and feel my cock turn to stone in my pants.
Today, she’s wearing a light blue jumpsuit that hugs her luscious curves. The silky material gives a hint at all the dips and valleys that drive me wild. She’s got her long chocolate-colored hair pulled back in a ponytail.