Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 99(@200wpm)___ 79(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 99(@200wpm)___ 79(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
“Damn, I think you’re looking for any reason.”
“I most assuredly am.” She slips her SIM card into the phone, keeping her head down to hide her reaction from me. My woman likes the idea of my hands on her. After getting her phone situated, I grab it and plug my number in and call it, saving my name in her phone as Husband. I close the app and then hand her the phone. She doesn’t bother to check it. Instead, she slips it into her purse.
“Do you come to Miami often, Micah?"
"This is my first time in Miami, beautiful. I'm only here for business but I planned to take a small vacation and figured this would be the perfect place. I had no idea that I'd run into my future. Literally."
“It’s a little early for dinner. How about I take you to lunch and then later we order in some dinner.”
“I’ll start with lunch.” It’s only two in the afternoon, but neither of us has eaten in hours, so I have to make sure my girl is well fed. My mother’s already going to overfeed my woman. She’s always on me about getting my fill to keep strength up.
“Okay. How’s this place?” I point to a restaurant on my phone. It’s inside my hotel.
“I’ve never been there, but the reviews look great.”
“Good. It’s settled.” I press the intercom and tell Winston to drive to the hotel.
“Wait, why are we going to your hotel?”
“The restaurant is inside there.”
“Oh okay.”
“I’d never do anything to hurt you, Violet.” She gives me a look and I correct myself. “Well I technically didn’t hit you with the limo even if I feel guilty about it.”
“I’m only teasing, Micah. You’ve been wonderful today despite me ruining your day.”
“I can tell you that you’re the brightest part of my day.” Slowly I lean in to kiss her when the intercom goes off.
“We are here, sir.”
Grunting, “We are ready.” I grab my suit jacket and slide it on. “Come on, Violet. Let me feed you.” Winston opens the door and I step out then assist my woman. We head into the hotel and directly to the restaurant.
After giving my name and room number, I’m comfortably seated in the crowded restaurant. We sit down and the hostess says, “Your server will be out momentarily to take your order.”
The server came up to us to take our order. "Hello, I am Veronica and I’ll be your server this afternoon. Can I get you something to drink?"
"Yes, I'll have a water."
"And I'll have a vodka on the rocks." We open the menus and despite not eating all damn day, I don't have an appetite. All I can think about is how good her lips will taste. Still, I decide on the steak and potatoes. I set down and wait for her to select hers.
The waitress returns with our drinks as my woman sets her menu down with a smile that stiffens my cock. She surprised me from the second we met. We order and then the waitress leaves us alone to talk.
"Tell me about you," I say.
"There's not much to say. I'm a bartender at a Tiki stand on the beach which you’ve gathered from my clothes. My life has been in shambles for the past few months, but until today, I hadn't realized how bad it had gotten." My phone buzzes at the same time as hers does. We look at each other and she excuses herself.
I watch her ass walk out and I grunt as several guys notice her tight shorts as well.
I check my phone and it's just my lawyer asking me about the accident, hoping that I'm not going to be sued. My guy has already pulled all her private information, so that makes my lawyer a little nervous. She could sue me all she wants because she'll be my wife soon.
Chapter Five
Violet
“What are you doing calling, Matthew?” I hiss into the phone as I exit the fancy restaurant. There are too many people around, so I go outside to the street.
“Stop being a cunt, Violet,” he snaps back.
This bastard is acting like I’m the bad guy? I can’t even deal with his bullshit. It’s always that way with him and it pisses me off. I missed the brother who loved me, but he’s never been the same since my parents died. It’s like a switch flipped. Now that I’ve met Micah, I feel a little more powerful, confident even. I snap back, “You stole my money and I’m the cunt? At least I’m not a thief. I want my wallet back.”
“Well come get it. I lost the keys to the apartment and I’m getting out of town. If I leave it here the crackheads will get it.”
“Fine. I’m on my way.” I look back at the hotel and decide that I’ll send him a message when I get to my apartment and get rid of my brother. I need to apologize for leaving.