Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
“Sounds like something he’d say.” I smiled up at him.
“So I’m going to assume she thought she had a good reason for what she did. To be honest, I don’t care why she thought tricking someone into marrying her was a good idea. All I care about is getting that marriage dissolved -- which it has been -- and getting back to figuring out us.”
“Speaking of us. What exactly do you see happening here? How do we end up?”
“I want you to be my old lady. I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy. I see us ending up very old, very wrinkled, and very happy in a beach house surrounded by grandkids and great-grandkids. And before you tell me how much older I am than you, I plan on living to be at least a hundred and twenty.”
I chuckled, shaking my head. “You’re so full of shit.”
“Am not.” He leaned down to kiss me again, tenderly. Gently. With so much love it made my heart clench. “What I am, is so in love with you, I’ll defy any god to take me from you before I’m ready.” He spoke so fiercely, I actually believed he could make good on his word.
Then I registered everything he’d said. “You’re… in love with me?” The words were barely above a whisper.
“Yeah, baby. I love you. With everything that I am.”
“Not because of, you know, because we had sex?”
“Sonya, honey. I try to be an honorable man in everything I do. That means I don’t lie. Especially not to people I love. I would most certainly make you my old lady to do right by you. But I will never lie to you about my feelings for you. And I’d never tell you I loved you if I didn’t mean it.”
“You didn’t wake up after we had sex and suddenly decide you loved me. I won’t believe that.” It hurt. Not because I thought he was lying. Because I was hoping like fuck he wasn’t. I wanted this so bad! I wanted Archangel for my own so no one else could have him but me. I wanted to ride behind his bike and for him to be proud to have me with him. Because I’d be damned proud to be with him.
He leaned in once more to place a lingering kiss on my lips. “Sonya, when you came home after your first semester of college, I realized you were the most beautiful woman I’d ever imagined. Not only that, you were wicked smart and sexy as fuck.” He leaned in again to nip at my neck, making me squeal. “I wasn’t in love with you then. But I had a healthy dose of lust aimed squarely at you. No. I fell in love with you when you were telling me about your life in Bane and how you loved everything about living there, even with your father breathing down your neck. You were so passionate and free spirited, you made me feel young again. I remembered a time before I met El Diablo when there was nothing to look forward to but death in battle and wished I’d met you then. Because, in those precious moments when you spoke to me from your heart, I knew you’d have been the person I looked forward to coming home to. And my life would likely have been much, much different.”
“Angel.” I stroked his beard gently, like I might pet a cat. “I’ve loved you since I was a teenager. There’s no other man I’ve ever wanted to be with. So I’m all in with this. You’re my fantasy. My dream.”
“You have me, honey. Everything I am.”
“You think you’ll be able to handle girls’ weekend?”
He stilled where he’d been kissing my palm and narrowed his eyes at me. “What’s girls’ weekend?”
“Well, you picked me up from one.” I gave him a bright smile. “One random weekend a month, we go to Moore Haven to pull pranks. Just to keep Lawdawg on his toes.”
“That’s your girls’ weekend?”
“Yep.”
Then he grinned down at me. “Yeah. I can handle girls’ weekend.”
“Good. Because I will fight for my right to party.”
He did laugh then. Leaning in once again to kiss me. “Yeah, baby. You do. You create havoc, I’ll keep the fuzz off your back.”
“Sounds like the best of plans. But I have a better one.”
“Oh?” He kissed me again. “What’s that?”
I pulled him close, so my lips were right at his ear. “I want you to fuck me until I beg for mercy. Then I want you to fuck me some more.”
“Christ,” he swore, sucking at the delicate skin of my neck. The little sting told me he’d definitely left a mark. Good. I liked him staking a claim. “You’re gonna keep me on my toes, aren’t you?”