Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
It was in that moment I realized I wanted all of that and I didn’t want it with anyone else but Preston.
“Preston, would you like to be a good guest and introduce Harmony to your father?” Jenn said as she motioned to me. Preston jumped up and smiled.
Walking over to his father, they shook hands and Mr. Ward pulled Preston in for a quick man hug. Preston turned back to me as I stood up and made my way over to the three of them. As I drew closer, Mr. Ward let out a whistle as he held out his hand to me. Taking my hand in his, Preston’s father brought it up and placed his lips gently on the back of my hand as I let out a nervous giggle.
“All right, Dad, that’s enough. She’s mine.”
Sucking in a breath, I looked at Preston as he and his father exchanged laughs.
She’s mine. My stomach dropped at Preston’s words.
Preston turned to me and placed his hand on the small of my back. Goosebumps raced across my skin and my heart melted at the simple gesture.
“Dad, this is Harmony. Harmony, this is my father, Mike.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Ward.”
Waving his hand at me, Preston’s father shook his head. “It’s Mike, Harmony. Please call me Mike.”
Nodding, I said, “Mike it is.”
Giving me a nod, he looked up and the next thing I knew, Finn and Weston were standing around their father.
Preston stepped closer to me and placed his lips near my ear. “You look tired, Harmony.”
Stay strong, Harmony. His smell is not knocking you out of your socks, his hot, sexy voice is not penetrating into the very depths of your soul, and his stunning green eyes are not piercing your eyes and beckoning you to him.
Parting my lips, I fought to find the words to speak. What in the hell is happening to me?
Shaking my head, I whispered, “I’m not tired.”
Raising an eyebrow, Preston tilted his head and then smiled.
“Yes! I told you she wasn’t tired, Preston.” Angie grabbed my hands and pulled me toward the stairs. “Come on, Harmony. We’re changing.”
Looking back at Preston, I saw he was grinning as he shook his head. “Changing for what?” I asked as I watched Preston until Angie had pulled me all the way to her room.
“We’re going dancing! The club is eighteen and older so you and I can go. Although Preston told me your birthday is tomorrow.” Putting her finger up to her mouth, she said, “Don’t worry, he made me promise not to tell my mother because you didn’t want anyone to know.”
Before I even had a chance to protest, I had tried on three different dresses before Angie settled on a teal blue cocktail dress. She went on and on about how the teal brought out the blue in my eyes.
“Holy shit. You have killer legs. Wait until my brother sees you in this dress. He’s gonna jizz in his pants.”
My mouth dropped open as I let out a gasp. “You did not just say that!”
Throwing her head back, Angie began jumping. “You’re gonna be twenty-one in a few hours, Harmony! Aren’t you excited?”
Shrugging my shoulders, I said, “I guess I am. I haven’t really been thinking about it.”
“Well, we’re gonna dance our asses off. When was the last time you went to a club?”
Scrunching my nose up, I said, “Um, maybe high school.”
Angie froze, then slowly shook her head. “I promise you, Harmony, you’re gonna be finding your groove tonight and I don’t mean just dancing. Did I mention Preston’s room is in the attic? Far away from everyone.”
Looking at Angie with a confused expression, I asked, “What does that have to do with anything?”
Rolling her eyes, she spun me around and quickly pulled my hair up and put it in a French twist. Pulling a few strands down, she looked at me in the mirror.
“Harmony, do you have any idea how beautiful you are?”
Blushing, I looked away. Turning me around to face her, Angie looked into my eyes. “Do you have any idea how much my brother is over the moon for you?”
Biting on my lower lip, I smiled. “You think?”
“Oh honey, I don’t think…I know. And after tonight, you won’t have any questions about it and you will totally understand my reference to his bedroom.”
Angie ran over to the closet and slipped on a pair of red high heels. She handed me a pair of black heels as she smiled a naughty grin. Angie and I were exactly the same dress and shoe sizes. Slipping the shoes on, I turned and looked at myself in the mirror. I didn’t even recognize the woman standing in the mirror. Somewhere between getting pregnant, getting married, and losing a part of myself, I’d become a woman.
Glancing over my shoulder, I watched Angie put on lipstick. Smiling, I looked back into the mirror. Up until a few hours ago, I hadn’t known what I was thankful for, but now I knew exactly what I was thankful for: that entire day, as well as the family I was quickly falling in love with.