Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 88080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Some laws are stupid.
It’s so black and white. No gray area.
I grew up neglected and sometimes abused. Roan and I were forced to grow up at an early age. We saw and experienced things no child should have to. And when everything went down with Jordy killing those gangsters who my mother willingly allowed in our home, we became jaded adults. We lost our best friend to prison and nearly lost each other in the process.
So for the law to tell me I can’t be with the man I love—the man who has killed for my family and would do it again in a heartbeat if it meant protecting us—I’m just mind blown. That magical eighteenth birthday won’t suddenly make me older and more mature. All that birthday does is signify the difference between me keeping Jordy and me losing him to prison.
It’s all dumb.
But no one’s going to change their laws for me. I’ll just have to wait to make love to him. I’d wait forever and remain a virgin until the day I died if it meant keeping Jordy in my life.
We reach the restaurant just as Roan is hanging up. His eyes are bloodshot and his hair is messy. My brother is a wreck. I rush over to him and hug him.
“Everything okay? Is Hollis mad?”
He pats my back and kisses the top of my head. “No. He…”
“He what?”
“He thinks we need to make sure before we get our hopes up.”
“What if Sebban is yours?” I ask, tilting my head up to look at him.
“I never thought about wanting kids. The way we grew up sucked. But…” He sighs heavily and gives me a sheepish smile. “But if Sebban is mine, I want to be a part of his life. Hollis and I obviously can’t have kids and the subject never arose until now. He said he supports this and if Sebban is mine, he’ll be the best stepdad ever.”
We both grin.
“Are you okay?”
“I will be.”
“And if he’s not yours?” I ask.
“Then it’s definitely a conversation Hollis and I are ready to start having.”
Looks like no matter what, I’m going to be an aunt.
This shitty day took a turn for the better.
Jordy
I exit the bathroom at Roan’s place to find Hollis standing there, waiting to go in. The rat’s blond hair is a mess, he has scratch marks all over his recently filled out shoulders, and hickeys coloring his neck. Someone should give those two the memo that they can’t physically make a baby, though I’m pretty sure they damn well tried.
He smirks as he shoulders past me. I chuckle and then peek in the cracked door to his bedroom. Roan is sprawled out on the bed panting, with the blanket barely covering his dick.
“You gonna be ready in fifteen or am I going to this party alone?” I ask, my brow lifted as I gesture at the state of undress he’s in.
He tosses the blanket away, flashing me his goddamn dick as he saunters over to the dresser. “I’ll be ready,” he calls out over his shoulder. “Gonna grab a quick shower with Hollis. I had to catch my breath.”
Which means we’re not leaving for another half hour at least.
I shake my head at him as he passes and heads into the bathroom. Those two fuck like bunnies. It’d be annoying if I weren’t so happy my best friend is in love. Hollis has been good to him. I feel bad as hell for letting my anger drive me into pushing him off that bridge that night.
Music plays from Roux’s room. I twist the knob and push inside. She’s lying on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, her brows furrowed. I close the door behind me and walk over to her.
“You okay?”
She forces a smile. “Yep.”
Her phone buzzes in her hand. She reads the text, frowns harder, and tosses it away from her.
“You want to talk about who’s upsetting you?” I ask, nodding at her phone.
“Not really. Maybe later.” Her bottom lip trembles like she might cry. “If that’s okay.”
I kick off my shoes and crawl onto the bed with her. She snuggles up against my chest, facing me, blinking the tears out of her eyes. Gently, I stroke my fingers through her hair and admire her pretty face. So beautiful.
Leaning forward, I kiss her plump lips. I ghost my hand along her arm before settling it on her hip. She gasps when I grab a handful of her ass, hauling her on top of me as I roll onto my back. With her dark hair curtaining us in our own little world, we kiss without a worry in the world. As long as I hear that shower going, I’ll take my time with her. Her legs are tangled with mine and her fingers run through my hair, messing it up.