Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 61531 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61531 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
“Whatever do you mean?” He can’t even hide the mischievousness in his smirk.
“Oh, I don’t know, maybe being jealous of mine and Dad’s pizza nights and possibly buying Savino’s just to one-up him?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about. It was an investment opportunity I couldn’t refuse.”
I shake my head, then kiss my man. “Whatever you say. Just take me home. I’m feeling needy. Maybe tonight I’ll let you have all the control.” His eyes darken, and my entire body shivers with delight knowing exactly what kind of man I’m getting tonight.
Ruthless. Dominant. Absolute savage.
His low chuckle is like the cherry on top of this happily ever after. He scoops me up in his arms. “Be careful what you wish for, little bird. A man like me may take what you’re offering and then some. I’m a greedy man with an insatiable appetite.”
My entire being trembles with excitement. “Exactly what I was hoping you’d say.”
Violet
“That motherfucker!” Heath screams from his office.
“What’s wrong?” I run in there.
“What’s wrong is that asshole just bought Savino’s!”
“And?” I ask, confused why it’s a big deal. This is the same asshole he can’t stop talking about. I truly wish he would just admit he’s over it and wants to make up with him instead of whining like a little girl.
“And?” I ask again.
“He did it just to spite me. Savino’s is mine and Hazel’s favorite restaurant. He’s trying to take even that away from me.”
I roll my eyes, swatting my hand at him, and begin to walk away. Not that I don’t want to stay and listen to him pretend he hates his best friend. I’m just seconds away from vomiting on his office floor.
“You’re not going to agree with me?” he grumbles.
I suck in a deep breath and turn back around. “Babe, no, I’m not going to agree with you. I think it’s silly. You two need to kiss and make up because I never realized when grown men fight, they act more like teenage girls than actual teenage girls do!”
“Not true.”
“Pretty true.”
“Not true! Get over here so I can spank your ass until you agree with me, and then call Hazel and tell her she’s not allowed to eat at Savino’s with him.”
The way he devours me up with his steely gaze, my upset stomach is suddenly forgotten, and I walk over and sit on his lap, straddling him. My hands dig into his hair, and I tug, pulling his head toward me to press my lips to his. “Did you want me to take your mind off it?”
“Fuck yeah, I do.” His hands pull at my ass, causing me to grind against him. No shocker, he’s already hard. “What do you have in mind?”
I kiss him deeply, tugging harder at his hair, moving my hips back and forth until I know I have him exactly where I want him. “Does telling you I’m pregnant make it better?”
He freezes and slowly pulls out of my grip. “Pregnant? Are you serious?”
“I’d say as a heart attack, but you’re old, and you just never know how—”
He smacks my ass. “Tell me right now. Are. You—”
“I’m serious. Are you mad?” I ask, afraid he won’t want this.
He captures my mouth and kisses me deeply, igniting that constant fire that burns passionately for him. I melt into his embrace, loving the way we fit perfectly together. “I fucking love you, naughty girl.”
I return his praise. “Love you too, baby.” He stands with me in his arms, swipes everything off his desk, and places me on top. I love it when he goes all barbarian on me. This desk will always have a special place in my heart. My clothes are gone, as are his, and he’s sliding into me, inch by glorious inch, recapturing my mouth and fucking me with an insatiable hunger. He touches my soul with his sweet words, every element of him making me fall harder. My breaths become shallow, and my body quakes around him. My world shifts and I’m momentarily blinded by bright fireworks of love, lust, and happily ever after going off behind my eyelids. Before I know it, I’m screaming his name.
When my vision readjusts, I swipe a piece of hair out of my face and press a sweet kiss to his lips.
“Love you, naughty girl.” Heath steals the same words blossoming like a flower inside my chest since the moment we met.
“Will you be saying that when I’m the size of a cow and totally hormonal?”
“I’ll love you even more.”
The End