Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
“I love you,” he murmurs before leaning in to press a kiss to my cheek. “I can’t wait until our baby is born, sweetheart, and I’m glad that you decided to stay because I can’t imagine being separated from you and our child. But are you sure you don’t miss your old life?”
I cock my head while pondering the question.
“Yes and no,” I admit with a wry smile. “I did love New York and I never thought I could live anywhere but the urban jungle, but things change. Of course, I miss being a hostess at Club Z, but it’s one of those things I’m glad I did when I was younger. As a soon-to-be-mom, it’d be a little weird to work as a hostess, right?”
Roman grins. “Well, if it’s the smut you miss, we can always replicate that excitement here.”
I giggle and kiss him. “Yeah, we’re pretty nasty in bed, aren’t we, Roman? After all, you love pregnant women.”
He nods, those blue eyes flashing.
“I do,” he rasps before resting a big hand to my thigh and then reaching up to stroke a nipple through my loose t-shirt. “You’re so sexy, round and fertile like this. I have half a mind to knock you up again just so you’ll keep the extra forty pounds.”
I giggle.
“Forty? I’ve put on fifty already!”
He merely nuzzles my neck.
“But you look amazing, sweetheart. Next time I’ll knock you up with twins so you put on a hundred pounds. Yeah, that sounds about right.”
I laugh, although it’s a little breathless.
“Oh you,” I mock-scold. “You just love your women curvy.”
“I do,” he growls before nipping at my throat. “Absolutely.”
But then, I change topics. “Speaking of parenthood, have you heard from Anthony recently?”
Roman leans back, his expression wry.
“Yeah, maybe last week? I have to say that I’m surprised that my son’s proving to be somewhat competent when it comes to running the business. I really thought that boy was a fuck-up, if not a drug addict.”
I giggle.
“No, Anthony wasn’t into drugs, at least not when I was with him. But does that mean that the business in New York is doing well?”
Roman shrugs.
“More or less. I’m learning to let it go, and to let Anthony and my managers take the reins. It’s hard to do because I’ve been running this shit since I was a kid, but it’s time for the torch to be passed. Besides, I have a couple new ventures here that I want to pursue, so it’s for the better.”
I nod.
“Is it that new cryptocurrency thing? I hear it’s hot.”
My man grins.
“Yep. That and NFTs. We’ll see where this takes us, but you don’t have to worry, honey. I’m not gambling with our savings or anything, and you know that we have plenty of cash to last us for the rest of our lives. Hell, for the next three hundred years if it came to that.”
I giggle.
“Well, I don’t plan on living to be three hundred.”
Roman grins and tickles my ribs, making me squeal with laughter.
“Neither do I, but I do know that I want to be with you for three hundred years if it were possible. By the way, speaking of New York, how are your friends back home? Does anyone know you’re here?”
I giggle.
“No, because you won’t let me reach out! But I was googling people recently, and guess what I found?”
My boyfriend cocks his head at me.
“What?”
My voice goes hushed.
“Well, I was surfing a porn site, you know, just looking around like a bad girl. But to my surprise, I found a video with Sydney in it! Remember my friend Sydney? The cute one with brown curls who also works at Club Z?”
My handsome boyfriend shakes his head.
“No, not really because I never met your friends.”
I blow out some air with mock-exasperation.
“Okay, well it doesn’t matter. What matters is that Sydney somehow got her hands on those candlesticks from the club. Remember the ones I stole? I have no idea how she got them, but there’s a video of her using them on herself in a dirty double penetration. OMG, it was uploaded just a week ago, but I saw that it already has millions of views! She’s so popular!”
Roman frowns.
“Is she a cam girl?”
I shrug.
“I don’t know. The site I was on was just a free site, but maybe she’s gotten into camming? We were co-workers at Club Z, but maybe she’s decided to make videos on the side. Hey, whatever works. I hear girls are earning bazillions of dollars on OnlyFans these days, so I wouldn’t be surprised if Sydney’s jumped on that ship. Although I don’t know how you’d do that and work at the club at the same time. It seems management would have rules against that.”
Roman seizes my hand.
“Well, I’m just glad you’re not the one camming because you’d make billions of dollars with that pregnant belly, sweetheart. Seriously, there are so many men who eat up shit like that.”