Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Then, I turn to my beautiful girlfriend.
“Are you okay with this set-up, baby?” I growl into Emily’s hair. “Would you like to come and live with us?” I ask her, lifting her chin so she turns her face up to me. Her eyes are sparkling with love and lust for me.
Her hand goes to my washboard abs, totally dry by this point. Now that she’s recovered from the worst of the shock, it’s clear she’s starting to get aroused by the fact that all I’m wearing is a towel, and her fingertips skim lightly over my flat abs.
“Yes,” she whispers, and I lower my lips onto hers as a surge of happiness courses through me, quenching the fire of guilt from before. None of that matters now. We’ll get to be together, the age gap be damned. We’re never looking back.
“Good,” I growl, staring into Emily’s warm brown eyes. “Because you belong to me, baby.”
“And you to me,” Tucker growls as he pulls Janine in for a kiss on the other side of the room. Then, I feel Emily’s hands on my towel, releasing the fabric, and suddenly, the air in the house grows humid and charged. But my heart races because it means that Emily’s okay. My girlfriend is happy, content, and at peace, and that’s all that matters to me.
“I love you,” I murmur against her lips. “More than you know.”
“I love you too, Jason,” she whispers back as that small hand grips my shaft. Then, our actions descend into frenzied lovemaking, and we both groan with pleasure because this was an unexpected ending. But all will be well because we know our love will flourish no matter what challenges are thrown in our path.
EPILOGUE
Emily
I can hear the quiet murmur of the crowd coming from the church as Janine and I wait in a side room. Butterflies flutter through my stomach, making me feel pleasantly light-headed and giddy with happiness. Today is our wedding day. In fact, it’s both of our wedding days because Jason and Tucker proposed to me and Janine shortly after we moved in, following the falling out with our parents. They said it was important to them that we truly know how devoted they are to us, and how serious they are about wanting to spend the rest of their lives with us.
Of course, Janine and I said yes. With all our souls, covering our handsome fiancés with kisses. It was the happiest day of our lives.
But it was a little awkward living right next to Harry and Joan, so we moved out soon after. Living mere yards away was too close for comfort, and Harry had a way of glowering in our direction whenever he stepped outside. We left, none too soon, and moved into a huge mansion on the edge of town. It’s nicer and bigger than the old house, with double master suites, as well as a pool in the back and even a sauna for steamy times. Janine, Tucker, Jason and I enjoy the amenities on the reg, and our new home is a genuine love nest, if I dare say so myself.
“Are you ready to get married?” Janine breathes with a smile, taking my hands in hers. My twin looks beautiful, her brown hair curling as it frames her face, her tasteful make-up accentuating the winsome expression in her brown eyes. I know I look good too because we’re twins! Not only that, but Janine and I are wearing identical wedding gowns. They’re made of white lace, but in a stretchy material because at this point, we have tummies. My sister and I have burgeoning baby bumps that we’ve decided to emphasize on our wedding day, instead of hide. It’s wonderful. We didn’t plan the pregnancies, but when Janine and I found out that we were expecting around the same time, joy suffused our forms.
“A baby?” Tucker rasped, grasping my sister’s waist.
“We’re going to be fathers?” Jason echoed, looking deep into my eyes.
“Yes!” my twin and I exclaimed in unison, our faces wreathed in smiles. “Good news, right?”
Our men didn’t even answer. Instead, they covered us with kisses, vowing to be the best fathers ever. And I know they will be because Jason and Tucker cherish and treasure my sister and I more than any man could. But now, it’s time for our wedding, and my sister and I take one last moment to chat.
“Do you think Harry and Joan are outside?” I ask Janine, referring to our parents. When we got pregnant, we got in touch with them to tell them they were expecting grandchildren. They seemed to open up a bit, although things aren’t completely back to normal. But after I told them that I was still focused on pursuing my education, Joan and Harry seemed more accepting of our untraditional relationships. I hope it’s enough so that they’ll attend today.