Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 25039 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25039 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
"You're so wet, baby," he said hoarsely.
"Yes," she sobbed out.
"Can I—-"
Her arms wrapped around his neck. "P-Please—-"
The rest of her words turned into a moan.
Because he was already inside her.
Claiming what was his in one smooth stroke.
And then he was moving—-
Oh, Hale.
Her nails dug into the muscles of his shoulders.
So, so good.
That she couldn't help clawing his back.
"Yes," he rasped out.
Because her body was arching helplessly under his, her hips buckling as she strove to meet every deep, furious thrust of his body.
"Come for me, baby..."
She could only cry out as shudders of pleasure rocked her body, and when she heard him grit her name out as he, too, started to come—-
Oh, Hale.
It was the most beautiful thing in the world, to finally have their bodies joined as one, and to know...
This was the way their love would someday bear fruit.
MICAH FELT LIKE PUKING the next day when the newlyweds came down to join them for breakfast. They were holding hands like stupid teenagers, and they were even smiling into each other's eyes, also like stupid teenagers.
"Just go back to your room, will you?"
Hale, being the sourpuss that he was, immediately scowled at her.
Heaven, on the other hand...
Micah seriously thought she was about to be sick when the other woman threw her arms around her.
"You can't fool me now," Heaven said brightly. "So please stop pretending to be the B-word."
"The B-word?" Micah echoed in disgust. "Why can't you just say b—-" She stopped speaking when she caught sight of Rush and Hale, both of whom were standing behind Heaven, and were now staring at her in a way that only older brothers could.
One more word, those gazes threatened, and you're dead.
"Forget it," Micah muttered.
Heaven beamed. "See? Isn't it nice to just be your real nice self?"
Somebody kill me now, Micah thought.
"Oh, and before I forget. Here it is..."
Micah stared down at the envelope Hale's wife had given her.
Even though Heaven told her she didn't have to, Micah had also insisted on making it up to her, and this was what Hale's wife had asked of her.
She tore the envelope open.
Here goes nothing...
Heaven had asked Micah to play her non-playing role like her life depended on it, which of course led her to think of the most horrible possibilities.
A peasant? A boring spinster? A—-
!@#$%^&
Hale automatically covered his wife's ears as Mikey started swearing.
Rush took the letter from Mikey's hands and started grinning. When Hale asked his wife what she wanted as a wedding gift, she had asked with all sincerity to promise every employee in his company an additional Christmas bonus.
Even if she didn't mean to kill everyone with kindness, Rush had privately thought that Heaven's idea of a wedding gift made her seem like an evil genius in the making.
But he now knew he was wrong.
Because her choice for Micah's role in Foxtown was proof that she already was an evil genius.
Greetings, Lady Wilfrey!
It is our pleasure to welcome you as Foxtown's First Fairy Godmother.
The End