Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 114647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 459(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 459(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
We drove until I could feel Kayla’s head leaning so heavily against my back that I knew she’d be asleep soon if I didn’t take her home.
I hadn’t intended to drive so long, but it was nice to show Kayla how I remembered her dad. Commemorated his existence.
I pulled the old Harley into the driveway and got Kayla settled into her room before I ran a check over the house. I locked the doors, checked the windows, fed the dog, and checked on the kids, before heading in to my own room and stripping my clothes off.
I eased down in the bed as carefully as possible, but as always, I woke her when I looped my arms around her.
“What time is it?” She asked as I pulled her warm body closer into my arms.
“Little after three.” I murmured, running my face along her naked, exposed neck.
“What took so long?” She asked.
“I was showing Shiloh how I visited Dougie.” I rasped, snuggling even closer into her soft pliant body.
“As long as you didn’t show her how fast you normally visit him, we’re good.” She snorted softly.
“I’d never do that with Kayla. Only with you, baby.”
“Yeah, I’m sure Dougie wouldn’t like you showing her how to ride it like you stole it.” She laughed quietly.
The woman always knew the right thing to say. I’d be lost without her.
“No, he definitely would not.” He said, closing his eyes and drifting off, knowing he’d wake in the morning to another beautiful day with his little slice of heaven.
My Texas Tornado.
The End