Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 88078 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88078 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
“Sorry,” I mumbled, laughing a little.
Sage wasn’t particularly talented when it came to playing instruments—that was where Gunner excelled—but she had a really good ear. I didn’t understand most of what she and Kate discussed, but apparently Sage could understand music composition better than most people twice her age. Kate was begging me to let her get Sage a turntable and a mixer, but I was dragging my feet…I liked the way my wife tried to talk me into things.
Kate moved on to another song without a break, and Sage bounced in her seat a little, bumping the table so our drinks spilled. She didn’t even notice as I used some napkins to clean up the mess.
“Hey, you two in the corner!” Kate called into the mike when I’d finally gotten the mess cleaned up. “Aren’t you a little old for her?”
The crowd laughed as they figured out who Kate was talking about, and Sage dropped her blushing face into her hands—completely mortified.
Kate was smiling so brightly that she looked giddy. “That’s my little girl, right there. Isn’t she gorgeous?”
Sage’s face popped up in astonishment, and the crowd laughed and cheered quietly.
“I wanna know who the guy is!” a girl called out from across the room, making everyone laugh.
“Eh, that’s just my husband,” Kate answered flatly, causing the crowd to snicker.
She met my eyes across the room, smiling brightly, and slid her hand behind her guitar where I knew she hid a slight roundness. We weren’t telling anyone she was pregnant yet, instead taking a little time just for us to relish the news in secret. It would be our last baby, and we wanted to enjoy the intimacy of her first few months without having to share it.
My wife winked and blew me a kiss, then grinned before looking away—starting in on the next song as if she hadn’t just made my stomach drop.
I glanced around me and rubbed my hand over my face, forcing myself not to walk up there and pull her off the stool like some kind of caveman. I was trying not to imagine taking her home to bed so she could wrap those dark red lips around my cock.
As she sang the chorus of the new song, Kate’s eyes found mine again and her smile widened. She knew exactly what she’d done, and she found it hilarious.
She was going to pay for that shit later.