Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26499 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26499 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
“Let me—” I start to say, but as I turn, my feet snag on the bottom of my dress. Jay’s arm wraps around my waist so that I don’t take a tumble. I don’t know if it’s the years of being together or he has some kind of superpower, but the man can see when I’m about to hurt myself before I’m even in motion.
His hand slips down my thigh as he drops to his knees in front of me to untangle my dress. His thumb strokes across my ankle before he slides his hand up a bit more.
“Daddy, can we be done?” Devlin sighs. He’s the oldest and the most like his father. “Mommy shouldn’t wear those things.” He points accusingly at my heels. He’s not wrong.
“I said the same thing, son.” Jay rises to his feet. I roll my eyes at both of them.
“I think we’re done with posing. I’m going to do candid shots for the rest of the weekend.” Some of Lauren’s best work is taking pictures when no one is paying attention.
When I look back at the wedding photos she took of Jay and me, those emotions come rushing back as if I’m in that moment all over again, reliving it. That’s how damn good she is.
“You’re going to stay the whole weekend?” It’s been a while since we’ve gotten to spend time together.
“Yes! I want to spend some time with my nephews, and we still have to celebrate that we're finally getting a baby girl!” Devlin and Dawson groan at the reminder that they’ll soon have a baby sister.
“You think she’ll be a klutz like Mom? We’ll never be able to leave her side,” Dawson whispers loudly to his twin, Devlin. I would be offended if they weren’t being so adorable. I love how protective they already are of her.
“I can hear you.” They both jerk their heads my way.
“Your mom’s clumsiness is part of her appeal.” Jay cups my cheek. All the boys make an annoyed sound at his show of affection toward me. They should be used to it already.
“Yeah, Dad, that’s what we want. For our baby sister to have appeal,” Devlin states.
“Yeah! She will have no appeal,” Dawson adds, jutting his chin out.
“Banana peel?” Carson asks.
“I want a banana.” Carter is back. The butterfly must have gotten away.
“Yes, let's all go inside and get bananas,” I encourage, running my hand across my ever-growing bump. All the boys go rushing into the house. Lauren follows after them.
“There is never a dull moment, is there?” Jay rests his hand over mine on my stomach.
“Not since the moment you came into my life. Could you imagine if my real date would have showed up early and—”
Jay claims my mouth in a hard kiss, a deep rumbling coming from inside of him. “He would have been a dead man because I would have found you at some point. I’ll never believe otherwise.” My big bad husband believes in fate. “You’re my dirty little girl.” His hand slips lower cupping my sex. “Say it.”
“I’m your dirty little girl.” My breathing grows heavy. “Lauren can handle the boys,” I say.
In the next second, I’m in Jay’s arms, and he’s carrying me down the large balcony and into another entrance to head toward our bedroom. If he could, he would bend me over an available surface, but this isn’t our home, and that means eyes are everywhere. The place is like Fort Knox, and all the guards are outside. Jay is beyond possessive, and he’s not going to let anyone see parts of me that belong only to him.
Because I do belong to him. I’m his love, his dirty whore, his wife, and anything and everything in between. I’m his whole damn world, and he’s mine.