Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 97448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
“Mama, Mama.” He opens and closes his palms in her direction.
“Seems your mama doesn’t have time for us today,” I grumble loud enough for her to hear.
She lifts her head, and I’m trapped by how beautiful she looks. Her long blonde hair falls freely down her back, and she’s sexy as fuck, even while wearing hideous Christmas pajamas. Everyone but Anton, Viktor, and me are wearing those ugly things.
Kosta is included in the happy go lucky crowd. He was so easy to convince when his wife got him a matching set.
Sasha gives Anton the piece of the game she was holding and walks toward us.
“Did you need me?” she asks in a soft voice.
I adjust my glasses. “No, we’re mad at you.”
“Mad at you,” my son repeats like a good sidekick and even crosses his arms.
“You say he’s a drama king, but I wonder who taught him?” She nudges me with her shoulder. “I’m certainly not petty and I don’t keep glaring at everyone so they’ll leave.”
“I’m ready for this whole week to be over so I can have you to myself.”
“You always do. Isn’t that right, baby?” She tickles Vaughn, and he giggles, completely forgetting about the battle.
I take it back. He’s not that good of a sidekick.
She places her hand on my chest and adjusts the collar of my shirt. “Instead of being a grinch for sport, how about you help us out?”
“I’m going to have to pass.”
“If you do this, I might have a special present for you later.”
I raise a brow. “What type of present?”
She does the motion of zipping her mouth, locking it, and throwing away the key. “I promise you’ll love it, though.”
“Love it, huh?”
“Uh-huh.”
“You know I can’t say no to that.”
“Yes!” She smiles and then kisses me on the lips before taking Vaughn from my arms.
He holds on to her with all his might and grins up at me like a little angel.
I lived my whole life not believing in family. I never imagined I’d have one of my own, but these two people have made me proud to be both a father and a husband.
For a long time, I was looking for a purpose, and I thought it was the grandiose things, the prestigious position, and the endless money.
Turns out, it was as simple as having a woman who challenges me every step of the way but loves me unconditionally anyway. And a son who looks at me as if I’m his role model.
I grab her by the waist and kiss her forehead. “Thank you.”
She looks up at me with a beautiful smile. “For what?”
“For being my family, Solnyshko.”
“I should be the one to thank you for that.” She faces me. “Thank you for giving me this happiness that I thought I’d lost for good, Luchik.”
I lift her chin and kiss her as our son claps like the best cheerleader.
We met as broken beings, but now we’re putting each other together again.
One piece at a time.
We were separate entities, but now, we’re one.
I’m hers.
She’s fucking mine.
Until death do us part.
THE END