Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22815 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22815 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
But tonight, we’re not addressing the issue. Instead, we’re taking Kaci out for BBQ and it’s going to be delicious. She prances out of her apartment towards my truck, looking absolutely stunning in a tiny denim mini-skirt and cropped white t-shirt that highlights her big, bouncy breasts.
“You’re gorgeous, sweetheart,” Hunter growls from the back seat.
“Thanks,” Kaci giggles with a smile and a saucy flip of those brown curls. “I’m glad you like the look.”
“We love it. And we hope you like barbecue because that’s what we’re having tonight,” I growl while starting up the truck again. Our date’s beautiful features light up when she hears the word ‘barbecue.’
“OMG, how’d you know my favorite food?”
I chuckle low in my chest.
“We didn’t. Lucky guess, I suppose.”
“OMG, please please please are we going to The Wild Dogs? They have the best ribs in Vegas.”
Hunter chuckles from the back seat. “You guessed right, pretty lady. Not only the best ribs, but also the best corn bread too.”
She squeals.
“I love corn bread! Especially the kind that’s really super sweet. I know that it’s not healthy how much sugar they add, but I can never resist, and besides, who wants corn bread that has no taste?”
With that, the rest of the drive passes quickly and soon, we’re seated at a massive wooden table at The Wild Dogs. Country tunes jangle in the background and there’s a huge American flag hung along one wall, along with a couple dart boards and a special station for drinks.
“Everything on here looks delicious,” Kaci murmurs while staring at the menu. “I have no idea where to start.”
“Then we’ll get one of everything,” I say before nodding at the waiter. He practically jumps with joy at our massive order and skips away to put it in with the kitchen.
“OMG, we ordered way too much food,” Kaci moans. “How will we eat it all?”
Hunter grins, his dark shirt highlighting the white of his smile.
“There are three of us, so it’ll be fine. Besides we need to keep you fed,” he adds, winking at Kaci. “You’ve been getting a workout.”
She giggles. “That I have, haven’t I? And it’s thanks to you two, too.” After all, we love taking Kaci this way and that, and often our sex sessions will last for hours. It’s the best cardio ever, not to mention the stretching and hard-core shafting that goes on.
But I grin lazily at our beautiful girl because she’s more than just a shapely piece of woman-flesh for us to play with. Hunter and I like Kaci for her sassy smarts too, and the brunette has been intriguing, to say the least.
“So, Kaci, tell us a little about yourself. What’s your family like? Are they here in Vegas?”
She nods before taking a sip of her Coke.
“Yeah, but it’s only me and my dad because my mom left when I was little. But Mike’s a good father. He sells life insurance, and while we’re not as close as we used to be, he’s a decent guy. Very religious though,” she adds as an afterthought.
I pause, surprised.
“Really? There aren’t too many religious people in Vegas it seems. This is the City of Sin, after all.”
Kaci gets a wry smile on her face.
“Well, my dad is definitely religious. He’s a founding member of Sanctuary Church, which is a little neighborhood church over on the outskirts of town.”
I nod.
“Christian?”
She nods.
“Yep. It’s pretty much like most of the Protestant mainline churches except more intense. Way more intense, in fact.”
I nod.
“Well, kudos to your father because founding anything isn’t easy, and he must be really entrepreneurial. I didn’t even know that people were trying to plant churches in the City of Sin. It’s almost like a paradox.”
Kaci nods ruefully.
“Well, my dad is definitely involved in the church-planting movement, and it’s a little weird, to be honest. The leader of the church-planting movement is this old dude that I’ve only met once, but he kind of gave me the creeps. I haven’t seen him in years, but I know Mike’s still in touch and speaks to that guy on a regular basis. I think he’s based out in Utah.”
Hunter nods.
“Yeah, but a lot of founders have to be a little crazy otherwise they’ll never get their company, or church in this case, off the ground. If you don’t believe in your vision, then who will?” he asks with a smile.
Kaci nods.
“Yeah, I totally agree, but I think my dad’s gone a little overboard because he’s now modeling our church after some hardcore Mormon outfits. Honestly, it’s weird.”
I frown. “Mormon? Are you serious? Like regular Latter-Day Saints or the Fundamentalist Latter-Day Saints?”
Kaci nods.
“Like the fundamentalists,” she confirms. “It’s insane, I tell you.”
Hunter tilts his head at her, his handsome face curious.
“But you’re a member?”
Our pretty girl sighs.
“I am. I go to church every Sunday, and some of my best friends also attend, in fact. I don’t know. I don’t hate it most of the time, but the truth is, I mainly stay for my dad. Mike’s basically the founding member and so as his daughter, I feel obligated to show up.”