Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 12803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 64(@200wpm)___ 51(@250wpm)___ 43(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 12803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 64(@200wpm)___ 51(@250wpm)___ 43(@300wpm)
“So, you decided to break into my hotel room and wait?” She drops her purse on the chair next to the door.
“It’s not breaking in if I have a key.” I hold up the little plastic card and spin it around between my fingers.
“Stop talking in riddles and tell me why you’re really here.” Piper sighs and drops down to sit on the edge of the bed. I notice the lines of exhaustion running across her forehead and feel my heart squeeze in my chest.
All I want to do is take away all her stress, but first, I have to fix this stupid fuck-up. I walk over to sit next to her and wrap my arm around her shoulders. “I found out news today that changed the way I see our relationship.” It’s time to lay my cards on the table and get everything out in the open so we don’t have any more bullshit keeping us apart.
Her curvy body stiffens against mine before she pulls back to stare up at me. The mixture of fear and unease I see shining in her dark eyes confuses the hell out of me. “How did you find out?”
“Wild told me.” She pulls away and stands with her hands on her hips.
“How does Wild know I’m pregnant?” Piper rubs her temple, looking completely flabbergasted by my news.
“Don’t be mad at Jenna.” Wild will fucking kill me if I get his wife in trouble with her best friend. “But she told him a while back,” I blurt out before her words penetrate my brain. “What did you say?” I barely manage to mutter the words past my dry lips. She’s carrying my child? Happiness unlike anything I’ve ever known before roars through my soul. “Please tell me this isn’t a joke.”
“No joke,” Piper whispers, and I walk over and pull her luscious body into my arms as my heart beats double-time in my chest. “Surprise, we’re going to have a baby.”
That’s the best surprise I’ve ever gotten. There’s something that she needs to know, and I can’t hold the words back any longer. “I fucking love you. You’re my soulmate.”
Things have taken a turn for the crazy. “So, somehow, in the space of a few hours, we went from a casual fling to me being the love of your life?” It’s all too good to be true. Part of me wants to forget about everything else and live in a fantasy land without questioning his words.
“You’ve been the love of my life since the moment I first laid eyes on you.” Dillon leans back to stare down into my eyes. “I just spouted off some stupid shit that you overheard, and we ended up with a huge misunderstanding between us.” He makes the complicated situation seem so simple. “And, now, you’re carrying my child.” Dillon lays his warm hand gently across my tummy. “I’ve never been happier.”
“Why did you wait until now to profess your love?” I can’t wrap my mind around all this, and I need to know his feelings are real. My heart can’t take another disappointment.
“Because I’m a fucking moron,” he growls and turns to pace the hotel room. “And I thought that was the way you wanted it. It might be fucking insane, but I was willing to do whatever it took to keep you. Even though having a secret fling with you made me miserable.” It doesn’t sound crazy to me. I was doing the same freaking thing.
As he talks, he throws his hands up in the air, and I realize I’ve never seen Mr. Tall, Blond, and Conceited so worked up. “I’ve been so busy trying to fake contentment with the state of our relationship, I lost sight of my real goal. Making sure you fall in love with me.” He stops and sighs. “I’m embarrassed to say, I probably would’ve stayed totally oblivious to what’s happening if I hadn’t admitted everything to Wild in a moment of weakness. The dickhead decided to put me out of my misery and explained what I was too fucking dumb to see.”
“Hey, you’re not dumb,” I joke, hoping to lighten the stifling atmosphere around us. “A little slow figuring certain things out, but not dumb.”
“Funny.” He pulls me close before leaning over to kiss my lips. I melt against his muscular body as he throws himself into devouring me.
“You can’t use your body to make me forget about what we’re talking about,” I grumble against his lips and run my hand down the front of his body. When I fumble with his belt, his warm hand wraps around mine and helps me out.
“No, but I can use my body to make you feel good, and then we’ll get back to talking.” I guess I’m good with that.
“That sounds like a plan to me.” I need to reassure myself that all this is real and not some dream I’m going to wake up from, but I can wait until after he makes love to me.