Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 40157 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40157 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
“Well, I’m glad that I got to see the other side of you. I truly think you’re a wonderful man with a kind, but bruised heart.”
“You’re healing it. You and this little one here.” I rub her flat stomach, so surprised how easily I’m welcoming the idea of becoming a dad. “I want to be the best dad I can be, and I have that man out there as a great example.”
“You’re going to be.”
“Now, if you would kindly stop rubbing your ass on my cock, that would be great.”
“But I miss it so much.”
“Tonight,” I promise. I want it to be special, but with her parents waiting for us, I don’t want to rush it. I love this woman too much. Maybe after a couple of years and babies, when we don’t have much time, I’ll fuck her on any surface I can.
“By then, I’ll be exhausted and probably sleeping on you.” Having her on me never sounds like a bad idea. I’m just glad she stuck around.
“Then I’ll wake you up with my tongue on your pretty kitten licking until you scream my name.” I turn her face with my fingers on her jaw and then take her mouth in a deep kiss. It only lasts a moment when I hear a knocking. “No naughty times right now. At least wait until we’re asleep or out of the house.”
“I guess, then, we should all call it a night,” Amelia says, giggling.
“We’ll be out in one minute.” I smile at her, kissing her once more before lifting her off me to stand. “Let’s go, before they come in here.”
“Fine.” She sighs, sauntering toward the door before walking out without a look back at me. I groan, adjusting my cock in my pants, hoping to last the rest of the night. She’s pure temptation, and she knows it.
Chapter Sixteen
Amelia
It’s my first week at school, and Roman has done everything he can to have several guards on me, hiring a different firm. They’re from Texas, but they have employees around the country and are considered top of the line and completely dedicated to their job, but they’re not allowed inside the room.
I’m just getting my things together, putting my notebook in my bag when I feel someone looking over my shoulder. “Amelia, I’m Roger. We haven’t met yet, but you’re brilliant. I’ve seen you in Mrs. Miller’s Italian Art 101 as well.” This is Fine Art 102, and I don’t remember seeing this guy in either of my classes, but then again, I’m not looking. I don’t know how he knows my name, but whatever.
“Thanks. I’m just excited about Italian Art,” I insist. It’s the highlight of my first semester. The history of the ancient western world through the twentieth century has always fascinated me. I want to go to Italy so badly, but I wouldn’t dare ask Roman to take me any time soon. I don’t want him to ever feel like I’m using him. Well, I am—for his body. I bite my lip and let out the tiniest moan, finally remembering I’m not alone.
“Damn, I didn’t know history excited you that much. I was wondering if you’d like to study together sometime or get some coffee.” His voice croons like he thinks I’m attracted to him. I hope I didn’t give that impression.
“Thanks, but I’m not interested.” I take a step back, but he presses forward, nearly bumping into me.
“It’s just coffee.”
“You didn’t hear her the first time? She’s fucking taken. Beat it or I’ll bury you.” I smile, feeling Roman’s arm slide around my waist. Roger turns with his tail between his legs.
Roman spins me so my chest brushes against his as he holds me close. “I can’t give you space for a minute before someone comes to try and take my place.”
“Don’t worry. They can’t.” I reach up on the balls of my feet and kiss his chin. I love the facial hair on this man. It’s so sexy.
“That’s good,” he says, staring down into my eyes. Roman has a long way to go before feeling secure in our relationship. Although, I don’t believe it’s that he doesn’t trust me, so much as he’s afraid I’m going to be swept off my feet by someone else because he’s not holding up his end of the bargain.
“What are you doing here?” I question. I’m done for today, but he’s supposed to be at work. I can see the next set of students coming in, so I go to pick up my bag, but he takes it and slings it over his shoulder even though it’s a bright pink one.
He kisses me lightly before leading me out of the classroom. I see two of my guards standing their ground before following a few steps behind us. “I missed you. Besides, there’s something very important going on tonight, and I completely forgot about it. Will you be my date?”