Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 148188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 741(@200wpm)___ 593(@250wpm)___ 494(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 148188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 741(@200wpm)___ 593(@250wpm)___ 494(@300wpm)
“This is all I’ll ever want in life.” He gives my ass a squeeze. “Fighting is all I’ve ever known before you. Now I want something different. Told you I just want to be in your light.”
“I love you,” I say again.
“And I’d love if Tomas would get his ass out here.” We turn to see Clyde standing in the door. “Put your girl down and let's get this done.” Tomas doesn't look like he wants to put me down or go anywhere. I think he’s half tempted to call the fight. Clyde gives me a look that says help me out here.
“Didn't this guy your fighting say I was cute?” I ask. Clyde smiles.
“That motherfucker.” Tomas drops me down onto the sofa. “Don’t move.”
“Not an inch,” I agree.
“Love you,” he says before he stomps out of the room. Of course I lied. I follow a little behind him standing back and watching as he enters the ring. But to be fair, he lied too. He was back in ten minutes. Not fifteen. And of course he is still undefeated.
Epilogue
Tomas
I watch my wife twirl around the dance floor. Her pink dress flares out all around her as she spins. She wobbles in her heels but Alyssa is there to stabilize her. My girl doesn't miss a beat as she keeps on moving to the music. I start to stand, but my mom puts her hand on my arm, telling me to keep my ass in my chair.
“Let them have their fun,” she tells me as she takes another bite of her dinner. It wasn’t that I didn't want her to have fun. I just worry that she’s going to hurt herself. Not to mention the fact that I was already on edge. I haven't had a second alone with my pixie since yesterday. Not since the moms came and stole her away. I’d tried my hardest for them to let her stay but I knew it was not a fight I was going to win and I wanted to keep my undefeated title.
Then with the wedding it’s been one event and thing to do after another. All I’ve gotten from my little pixie is a few kisses and dances. I’m not sure how much longer I can hold out. I grab the back of my neck, giving myself a squeeze to try to calm myself. I’m not used to spending this much time apart from my little pixie.
“Is it just me or is Neily glowing?” I drop my hand, my eyes snapping to my mother.
“You can see it?” I know Neily is pregnant. But I’m the only one that knows at this point. Even my little wife hasn't put two and two together yet. I think with everything that’s happened recently, her not getting her period hasn’t really been on her radar. I know for a fact that she hasn’t had it since I got my hands on her.
I began noticing little changes with her. She no longer likes eggs and just thinking of them grosses her out. Her nipples have become way more sensitive. I swear I can make her come just by licking and sucking them these days. Her pussy even tastes sweeter. I’ve been waiting to clue her in but with so much going on with the wedding, I haven’t found the right time. Plus, Alyssa and Sean had recently told us that they were expecting so I didn’t want to take away from their special time. So I’ve been waiting.
“Are you confirming?” Excitement lights up my mom's face, making me smile. I had no idea how chill my mom was until Neily's mom and Alyssa’s came barreling into my life. They are a force to be reckoned with. Thank fuck my mom has her own way of handling them.
“You’re going to be a grandma.” My mom’s hand flies over her mouth. “Neily hasn't even realized it yet so...” I shrug. She throws her arms around me, hugging me tight.
“I won’t tell.” She kisses my cheek. “This is going to be so different.” Mom leans back, cupping my face in her hands. “I know I couldn't give you much when you were little.”
“Mom.” I try and cut her off but when my mom has something to say she’s going to say it.
“I worked so much and you ran the streets when you shouldn't have been.” She glares at me like she just busted me sneaking out. Something she’s actually done a few times. Illegal street fights started way past the curfew she’d given me, but I still went. They were good money and I wanted to help her in any way I could.
She was a good mom. She always worked hard to provide for me and fighting was something that came natural to me. It only made sense to me that I use those skills to help my mom. To help us. We’d always been a team. Now our team is just bigger. It’s growing and will keep growing.