Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
“Ladies and gentlemen,” I say as the graduation music stops playing. “This is your graduating class of 2019!”
The parents and grandparents clap their hands and holler as the smiling kids take off their cardboard hats that we made and throw them into the air.
My eyes wander to the back of the room where Carter is watching me with a smile on his face. This man is always watching me.
Max walks over with a wrapped-up present and my cheeks start to flush as he hands it to me.
My hair has grown back from the glue gun incident and I’ve forgiven the little guy. Mostly…
“This is for you, Mrs. Olson,” he says as he hands me the box.
I already have tears in my eyes (damn pregnancy hormones!) as I take it and start to open it up. It’s the cutest onesie that has little apples all over it.
“So, you can still have your apple a day when you’re at home with the baby,” Max says and all the parents chuckle.
“I love it,” I say as I bend down and hug him. The class rushes forward and my twenty kindergarteners swarm me with a giant hug that I’ll treasure forever.
When everyone is distracted a few minutes later, taking pictures of their proud little kids around the gymnasium, I sneak over to Carter and let him wrap his thick muscular arms around me.
“Mmmmm,” I moan softly as I breathe in his masculine scent.
I look around at my class and smile as he holds me. “I’m going to miss all of this when I’m on maternity leave.”
“Maybe,” he says in a low deep voice. “But I have plans for your afternoons that will have you forgetting all about this.”
“Really?” I say as my curiosity peaks. “What kind of plans?”
“Dirty plans,” he growls on my skin.
“Like dirty laundry and dirty dishes?” I ask with a grin.
He shakes his head. “Dirtier.”
“Dirty diapers?”
He laughs. “We’ll definitely have that. But I’m thinking more of the crying out, body twisting, back arching kind of dirty.”
My eyebrow raises as anticipation builds within me. It will be nice to be able to do whatever my body is craving whenever it craves it. The fire station is close to our house and one text will have Carter speeding over to put out his horny wife’s fire whenever the need inside me gets too hot to bear.
“That’s my favorite kind of dirty,” I say as my body starts to come alive with hunger. His filthy words always have that effect on me. “Just don’t stuff another kid into me until this one can walk, okay?”
He shakes his head as his big strong arms tighten around me. “I’m making no such promises.”
I turn around to see if he’s joking but my strong dominant alpha mate is totally serious. Of course, he is.
I’m about to open my mouth and protest, but I smile instead.
A few more babies with my loving mate doesn’t sound like a bad idea…
Not. At. All.
Epilogue
Aubrey
Eleven years later…
The house is empty when I come home from school, but it smells amazing. I head right to the kitchen and sigh contently when I see a casserole cooking inside the oven.
Carter has spoiled me again. He had the day off and my rugged bear kept busy. The house has been cleaned and there are fresh daisies on the set table. Only one other thing would make this perfect and, damn, it’s right there. He thinks of everything. There’s a bottle of red wine opened next to an empty glass and I pour myself a healthy serving.
“Hello?!?” I shout again. I know there’s no one home, but I love hearing my voice echoing in a clean empty house. That’s mom porn right there.
I take a sip of the delicious wine and head outside. It’s early fall at the peak time of bright leaves and nice warm autumn weather. I couldn’t be happier as I sit down in a chair and look at the mountains.
My four kids returned from school about an hour ago and I know that Carter is out with them in their bear forms. I look up at the mountain in the distance, trying to spot my protective bear and our little cubs.
My four cubs go to the school I teach at, but they’re all past kindergarten now. I’m still the teacher and I still love it. I returned to work when my youngest started school and I’m so happy to be back at the job I love.
A grin hits my lips when I spot my big possessive grizzly bear hiking up the mountain in the distance with four adorable cubs following him. I love watching my family in their bear forms. Sometimes, I wish I could join them, but sitting here with a glass of wine and watching them with some alone time is pretty nice too.