Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 46716 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46716 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
We got married almost right after Dane’s trial. He’d asked if I wanted a big wedding, but to be honest the idea of shopping for a gown as a plus-sized girl was horrifying. And it wasn’t like I had a ton of friends or family to invite. We wound up getting married at the courthouse with Mom, Lacey, and Jed as witnesses.
Then Dane whisked me away on a whirlwind honeymoon that lasted six months. Life wasn’t easy at first after the trial. Reporters came by the cabin almost every day, and there was so much publicity that I knew it made my man sick. So we went away. Dane took me all over the globe on a world tour.
It had been incredible. Part of me was almost sad to be home, but most of me was relieved. Sometimes it’s nice to come back to New York, and now that the IPO was over and done with, the attention surrounding Dane and me had died down.
“Okay,” my husband says. His voice jolts me back to the present. “You can look now.” He reaches up and unties the bandana from my eyes, careful not to pull my hair along with the knots. “I hope you like it.”
When I open my eyes, the sunlight is so bright that I can hardly see. Everything is blinding and white. But then my eyes adjust and I see a gorgeous new log home standing where the cabin used to be.
“Oh, my gosh!” I squeal. “Dane! What is this?”
Dane smirks. In the sunlight, he looks as sexy as ever. His beard is back, but it’s neatly trimmed, and his hair is slicked back from his broad forehead.
“It’s a house fit for a princess,” he says. “You couldn’t come back home and expect to live in my cabin again, could you?”
The house is truly a work of art. There’s a huge wrap-around porch in the front and perfectly manicured flower beds. There’s an herb garden to the side, and I can see a huge satellite dish perched on the roof.
“It’s beautiful,” I say softly. “I can’t believe you did this for me.”
Dane pulls me close and nuzzles me. “Of course I did, baby girl,” he replies. “You’re my angel. I have to take care of you, don’t I?”
I flush happily. “Come on,” I say as I take his hand and lead him inside. “I’ve got a little surprise of my own for you.”
Now it’s Dane’s turn to look inquisitive. “Oh?”
I smirk. “Oh, yes,” I say. “Come with me.”
Dane follows as I lead him inside. The inside of the home is just as beautiful, with exposed wooden beams and tons of natural light. Beautiful leather furniture gleams from every angle and I grin happily at the giant kitchen.
“We’ll have a lot of good meals in here,” I promise.
An open staircase leads to a second floor. I lead Dane upstairs, peeking in each room. There’s a gorgeous master suite, but that’s not what I’m looking for. I walk down the hall until I see what looks like a guest bedroom.
“Here we are,” I say triumphantly.
Dane frowns. “Babe, our room is at the end of the hall. You like this one more? We can always move.”
I shake my head and reach into my purse. I pull out the white plastic stick in a baggie and hand it over.
“Surprise,” I say with a smile on my face. “I hope you like it.”
Dane takes the baggie from me and peers inside, squinting for a second. Then his beautiful blue eyes grow wide. “Is this …?”
I nod happily. “Yes. I’m going to have your baby!”
Dane scoops me into his arms and kisses me passionately. He drops the pregnancy test to the floor and dips me low as he slips his tongue into my mouth. Arousal grows in my lower belly and I moan softly as his hands run down my body.
“You’re the best thing that ever happened to me,” Dane growls as we pull apart. I press my forehead to his and stare deeply into his eyes.
I feel deliriously happy, almost like I’m drunk.
“Did you like your surprise?” I ask softly.
Dane nods. “Oh, baby, yes,” he says. He looks around. “And yes, this room would be perfect for a child.” He kisses me again and I purr happily as his hands knead my ass.
When we pull away, I’m giggling and flushing with happiness. “I’ve just got one more question for you,” I say coyly.