Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 16789 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16789 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
“I’ll be back.” She points at me and glares as her husband drags her to the door.
“Thanks for the warning.” We both know she’s going to forgive me.
I end up spending Christmas with Milly and Damien while my heart is in Belldonnia with Lorenzo. He video conferences us while we open presents but it’s still not the same as having him here with me.
Today is my last day at Dr. Tate Grimes’ office, and they are giving me a going away party. Actually, the party started early this morning when Dr. Grimes brought in donuts and coffee for breakfast.
“I can’t believe you’re leaving tomorrow,” Milly rubs her pregnant belly and whines. “I’m only letting you go because you promised to come back for my little’s one’s birth.”
To calm my best friend down, I agreed to fly back to Silver Spoon Falls around her due date. I made the promise without consulting Lorenzo, but he will just have to deal with it. I’m pretty sure I can find a way to soothe his ruffled feathers.
My royal honey is flying in tonight, and it’s not a moment too soon. Every day without him has felt like an eternity, and I’m ready to start the next phase in our relationship. I have a little secret that’s burning to escape, but I refuse to tell anyone before Lorenzo.
“I’m glad Lorenzo can fly here to get you,” Milly tells me while she cuts a huge piece of cake. “God, these pregnancy hormones don’t play around.” She takes a huge bite of the pink frosted cake and groans. “This freaking icing is the best. Are you going to have a piece?” Milly asks, and I shake my head no. My own pregnancy hormones are playing havoc with me, and the sight of the cake turns my stomach, but I can’t tell her that. Hiding my discomfort from her is getting harder by the minute. “Damien said he handled the hostage situation like a pro.” Milly finishes off her cake in three bites.
“It’s a shame that the rebel didn’t come to his senses before he caused all that trouble. He’s going to spend the rest of his life in jail for a stunt that gained him absolutely nothing,” I tell her. I’ve been breathing easier since the rebel surrendered two days ago.
Mariah, one of the receptionists, walks up to us and tells me, “We’re going to miss you.” I smile and thank her, relieved at the opportunity to change the subject.
“That’s an understatement,” Dr. Grimes interjects before turning to Damien to give him hell. “Man, are you getting sleep? You look like shit.”
Only one of his MC brothers could get away with telling Prince Damien he looks like hell.
“Fuck off,” Damien hisses quietly, but I still hear him. Dr. Grimes just shakes his head and smirks at his MC brother.
“Come on.” Milly wraps her arm in mine. “The testosterone is about to get heavy in here.”
She’s not wrong. Before I can step away, Dr. Grimes turns to me. “If you ever want to come back, just let me know.”
I see Dr. Grimes’ eyes widen as the hairs on the back of my neck suddenly stand up. “There isn’t a chance in hell of that happening.” Lorenzo’s voice sends happiness coursing through my soul. I spin around and throw my arms around his neck.
“You’re here early.” I stand on my tippy toes and kiss his lips while his woodsy scent wraps around me. I forget about everyone else as he takes over the kiss.
“I couldn’t spend another second without you,” he whispers against the side of my neck before pulling me close to his side.
Damien steps in to introduce his brother to everyone while I snuggle against my royal honey and enjoy the feel of his strong arms wrapped around me.
Chapter 11
Lorenzo
I couldn’t stay away a moment longer. As my curvy little soulmate snuggles against my side, I finally feel contentment for the first time since I said goodbye to her in St. Bella.
She has no idea the hell I went through, working twenty hours a day, to find a way to end the hostage situation so I could get here. To her.
“Are you ready to head back to your apartment?” I ask my rose bud. “We have an early flight tomorrow.” And I need to make love to you until we pass out. I add silently. I’m dying to feel her silky pussy wrapped tight around my cock.
“Just let me say goodbye to everyone.” Rose kisses my chin.
Her goodbyes take an eternity, and my cock is about to tear through the front of my jeans by the time I get her out of the medical office and into the black SUV waiting at the curb. “You took your fucking time,” I grumble quietly so the bodyguards up front don’t hear our conversation, then pull my rose bud’s curvy body as close as the seatbelt allows. “I might have to spank your luscious ass for torturing me,” I threaten as fantasies of smacking her curvy cheeks run through my mind, turning my cock to stone.