Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 91434 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91434 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
“You are incorrigible.” She laughs. “Be there in five.” She disconnects the phone.
I walk out of the house to sit down to wait for her. She gets out of her car wearing a pair of loose shorts and a matching top. “Are those your pj’s?”
“Well, yeah,” she admits, walking toward me, “I was in bed.”
“Really?” I say when she is close enough, and I don’t wait a minute more before my mouth is on hers. “Fuck,” I hiss when I slide my tongue into her mouth. “Bed or couch?”
“Bed. That way, I can sort of hide if she comes to your room,” she decides. I slide my hand into hers as I make my way into the darkened house, feeling like my house just became a home.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
EVERLEIGH
“I have to go,” I whisper to him as he bends his head to give me another mouthwatering kiss. My hands come up to grip the front of his shirt as I listen to the birds chirping in the background. He finally lets go of my lips for just a second before coming back and softly pecking them. “You need to stop doing that.” My eyes finally flutter open as I stare at him, taking him all in. His hair is all over the place from my hands running through it.
“I don’t want you to go,” he admits, and my heart surges in my chest because I don’t want to go either.
“You have to go and be a dad.” I smile. I kiss under his jaw, the bristles from his beard pricking me. “Call me later if you can.”
I slowly slip out of his arms and jog slightly to my car, not slamming the door, afraid I’m going to wake Saige up. I start the car, hoping that it doesn’t make noise, before I drive away with a last wave. I look in the rearview mirror until I get to the stop sign at the corner of his street. I see him standing there in shorts that are hanging on his hips. Shorts he slipped on about five minutes before he walked me to the door. Opting to lie on his bed next to me in his boxers, even though I made it one thousand percent clear to him that we were not going to do anything that would require either of us getting naked. So instead, we made out like we did when we first started dating, dry humping each other, and it was magnificent.
My phone beeps as soon as I get home with a message from him
Brock: Text me when you get home. I’m waiting for you before I go into the shower.
Me: I’m home, but why don’t you go back to sleep?
Brock: I’ve been rock hard since you lay down next to me. I need to go and jerk off.
I can’t help but laugh.
Me: Um, same.
I laugh as I get out of the car, the phone beeping in my hand.
Brock: You are going to jerk off in the shower?
I smirk as I walk up the two steps and then stop.
Me: No, I’m going to get naked in my bed and get my vibrator out.
I’m hoping that it drives him as crazy as it’s driving me. Opening the door quietly and stepping in, the phone buzzes as I kick off my flip-flops.
Brock: That isn’t helping.
I see the light on top of the stove is on, as always, as I walk over to the steps and slowly creep upstairs, my eyes on the hallway where my mother’s room is. I really do feel like I’m in high school again, and I’m sneaking in.
I tiptoe until I close the door behind me and then slip into bed. I don’t get naked like I told him I was going to. Instead, I turn on my side and fall asleep with the smell of him on me. When I wake up, I grab the phone and see that it’s a little past 10:00 a.m.
I blink the sleep out of my eyes, about to text Brock, when the phone rings in my hand, and I see it’s Autumn. “Hello,” I mumble, turning back to my side and closing my eyes.
“Ugh,” she groans, “please tell me that you did not just get up.”
I smile at her tone. “Okay, fine, I didn’t just get up.”
“I was up at four thirty when Mr. Man over here thought it was a good time to start the day.”
“I really hope the Mr. Man you are talking about is your son and not Charlie.” I turn on my back and look out the blinds, seeing the sun shining high in the sky.
She laughs. “Yes, Landon William. What are you doing today?”
I wish I was hanging with Brock and Saige, I almost say. “I am actually going to the bakery, and
I’m going to paint.”