Loved Enough (Love In Montana #5) Read Online Kelly Elliott

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic Tags Authors: Series: Love In Montana Series by Kelly Elliott
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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77730 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
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Reaching for my hands, she pulled me up and wrapped her arms around me. “Yes! Yes! Yes! I love you so much!”

I picked her up and spun her around, laughing.

“Your ribs!” Lily cried out.

“Are fine. And as much as I love the idea of making love to you up here, I really want our comfortable bed so that I can spend all night giving my future bride the attention she deserves.”

Beaming up at me, she nodded. “I think that sounds like an amazing idea.”

I glanced at the ring box. “Did you, um…want to put it on?”

“Yes! Oh my gosh, yes!”

Taking out the emerald-cut diamond ring, I slipped it onto her finger.

“Wow. It fits me perfectly! Did you have it sized?”

Shaking my head, I whispered, “No. It’s like it was made for you. Like Mindy and Justin knew you were my future.”

I held her hand, and we both stared at the diamond ring. Two rows of smaller round diamonds encircled the center gem and trailed down the band on both sides.

“It’s eighteen-karat white gold, I do know that. The jeweler in Hamilton said it looked vintage, so it might have belonged to Mindy or Justin’s mother or grandmother. I’m sorry I don’t know for sure.”

She held her hand to her chest. “I don’t care about that. The only thing I care about is that it’s special to you, and that you gave it to me.”

Brushing a piece of her hair away, I smiled down at her. “I love you.”

Lily wrapped her arms around my neck once more and lifted up to kiss me. “I love you more. Now, take me home and make love to me.”

Chapter Twenty

LILY

Thanksgiving at the Shaw Ranch was always a day of happiness and utter chaos. Not only in the kitchen, but in the living room as well. Since Brock had the largest house on the ranch, holidays were spent there. When I was younger, it was always at Grams and Granddad’s house, but with them getting older, no one wanted them to have to host.

“I think a fight’s about to break out,” Maverick whispered against my ear. “Blayze and Ryan are arguing over a call that was made during one of the football games.”

“That’s nothing new. They always bicker about football. Wait until Hunter jumps in, then you’ll really see some action.”

His eyes went wide. “They actually fight?”

“No,” I replied with a laugh. “Uncle Brock or Uncle Ty will tire of hearing them argue, so they’ll make them settle it with an arm wrestle. Best out of three.”

Maverick leaned against the kitchen counter and gave me a grin. “Are you serious?”

“Mom, how many years in a row have Blayze and Hunter had to settle an argument with arm wrestling?”

My mother pulled a large casserole dish of dressing out of the oven. She set it on the stove, turned to face us, and looked up in thought. “Let’s see, there was that one year with the Cowboys game…” She continued to recall arguments and count them off on her fingers and looked back at me. “I think if they do it this year, it’ll be eight in a row.”

“Eight!” Maverick said with a surprised laugh. “Who usually wins?”

Mom winked at Maverick. “Well, at first it was always Blayze because he was older and stronger. Now it really depends on how much they’ve had to drink.”

Maverick tossed his head back and laughed.

Lincoln set another casserole of dressing down on the island and asked, “Have you kids decided on a wedding date yet?”

Maverick and I exchanged grins. He winked, and I answered, “We were kind of thinking New Year’s Eve.”

Everyone in the kitchen stopped what they were doing and looked at us. Complete silence stared at us. Maverick wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to him. His chin rested on the top of my head, and we simply smiled at everyone. My mind drifted back to the morning in the barn when our lives changed for the absolute better.

The light knock on the door caused me to let out a groan before I said, “I’m fine, Nathan.”

When the door opened and I saw Maverick standing there, a look of concern on his handsome face, I smiled.

“Nathan came and got me. He said you’ve been throwing up. Are you okay? Is it something you ate?” His hand went to my forehead. “Are you sick?”

Laughing, I took his hand in mine. “I’m not sick and no fever.”

After helping me up, we made our way out of the small bathroom that was inside the barn and back to the office we both now shared. Maverick handed me a water, and I rinsed my mouth out, then took a long drink. When I looked back at him, I couldn’t help but feel the tears building.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked as he cupped my face in his hands. “Why are you upset?”


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