Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25253 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25253 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
I’ve always wanted a family. To have something to truly call my own. In that moment, I knew I wanted that with Bjornsson. He too had much of his childhood taken from him. A fresh start was something that both of us could use.
“It’s been a week,” I say, doing the same, putting my hand on my stomach. When Bjornsson was healing, it didn’t stop us from still doing a few things. I couldn’t resist him.
Laurel thinks I’m already pregnant. We didn’t ask for someone to go out and get us a pregnancy test. There have been more than a few clues that I am. But I haven’t gotten to tell Bjornsson yet. What if I never get to tell him? I try not to panic. He’s coming back, I remind myself.
“This is one of the safest places I’ve ever stayed, but every night, I’m filled with fear,” I admit. Not knowing is slowly driving me insane.
“Santino and I don’t talk about a lot when it comes to the things he does for work, but I know my husband is a very feared man.” She turns to face me now. “He told me Bjornsson isn’t a man to be crossed. Especially now that he has something he was fighting for. We don’t make our men weaker. We make them more deadly.”
Before I get a chance to respond, I hear the sound of a helicopter. We both jump up.
“Lars?” My heart races. I’m trying not to get my hopes up.
“It’s them or I would be shooting it out of the air.”
“Right.” 'Cause that’s a thing in my life now.
“Don’t run,” he calls after us. We ignore him. We race down the stairs and toward the front doors. Two men are standing there blocking them.
“You can open them now!” I shout, unable to help myself. We haven’t been allowed to step back through those doors since we each entered them. The men step back, but they don’t have to open them. They are already being pushed open.
My eyes land on Bjornsson. I run and jump into his arms. He catches me. I kiss him all over his face before he grips my hair to hold me in place. His mouth takes mine in a deep kiss. No words are necessary at this moment. I pour all of my emotions into the kiss.
I was so lost in seeing him again that I didn’t even feel him move. When Bjornsson starts to pull at my clothes, my eyes flutter open. Somehow we’re in my room.
“Miss me?” I tease him. He only grunts, destroying my panties in the process. I lean up and go for the belt on his pants.
“Want to taste you.”
“In me. I need to feel you in me,” I plead with him. He groans but gives me what I want.
Bjornsson thrusts inside without removing any of his clothes. We’re both out of control. I wrap myself around him as we both fall over the edge into orgasm. It has been too long.
“I think I’m pregnant,” I whisper. Bjornsson lifts his head to stare down at me.
“I’d hoped.” A smile breaks out across my face. Bjornsson returns one, making my chest bloom with warmth.
“Everything is handled?”
“Yes” is his only response, not giving me more. I don’t need it. I only need him.
“Does that mean we get to go home?”
“I’m already home.” He kisses me. “I love you, my Angel.”
“I love you too, Bjornsson.”
I was never a girl that believed in destiny, but there is no doubt in my mind that Bjornsson was always meant to be mine. My path in life led me right to him, and I wouldn’t change a thing.
Bjornsson’s right. We’re both finally home.