Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“Em,” I hear Diego say. The sound of his voice startles me, and I realize that I’ve fallen asleep on his chest. “Fuck, I don’t want to leave.” His voice is a rough rumble under the ear I have pressed to his body.
I grip a handful of his t-shirt in my hand, wishing I could hold on to him and not have to let go.
He flips me on my back and hovers my body. I spread my legs instinctively so he can settle between them. We’re fully clothed, but that doesn’t prevent me from wrapping one of my legs over his hip.
“I want you to miss me,” he says as I watch the flecks of gold in his otherwise chocolate brown eyes.
“I already do,” I whisper as a tear escapes my eye and runs down the side of my face.
“I know it makes me an asshole, but this tear,” he says as he sweeps it off my face with the tip of his finger, “this tear makes me happy.”
He gives me the sweetest kiss on my lips.
“It lets me know I have something to come home to; I have someone missing me while I’m gone.”
I give him a sad smile and place my hand on his cheek, loving how he tilts his head into my touch. “I’ll be here when you get back, Diego. Just, please, stay safe. I don’t know what you’re doing out there…” My voice cracks, and I close my eyes softly so the emotion can pass enough for me to continue. “Every second you’re gone I’ll miss you.”
“You have to take care of the baby while I’m gone. He’ll keep you busy, but you need to think of a name for him.” I realize that he’s talking about the puppy.
“What’s your middle name?” I ask him.
“Oliveras. It was my mother’s maiden name.”
“Perfect,” I say to him and look over at the still sleeping puppy in the humongous bed. “Oliver. We’ll call him Ollie.”
His eyes shine down on me, but he doesn’t say anything. “I love that name.” He kisses me but doesn’t linger on my lips. Groaning, he climbs off of the bed and pulls me along with him.
“The guys are waiting,” he says walking to the big duffle bag he packed earlier and placed by the door. “Walk me out?”
I place my hand in the one he’s holding out for me, and he tugs me to his side. I wrap my arms around his waist as we make our way out of the clubhouse to the SUV waiting for him. It’s awkward, but that doesn’t stop either one of us.
There are at least a dozen people standing around talking out front when we make it out the front door.
Diego turns me so we’re chest to chest, and my back is to the majority of the group. I look into his eyes one more time, and the rest of the world just seems to fade away. I don’t have to worry about a thing when his arms are around me.
“If you need anything you go to Kid or Doc.” I nod my head in understanding. He lets the strap of the duffle bag fall off of his shoulder, and it hits the wooden patio with a soft thud. “Kiss me goodbye,” he says leaning his mouth down to mine.
Public displays of affection have never been my thing, but there is no way I’m going to deny Diego Anderson when he wants his lips on mine, no matter where we are or who is around. With one hand at my neck, he wraps his other arm around my waist and lifts me up so he can kiss me deeper.
I groan into his mouth. My arms are wrapped around his neck, and I devour him like I’ll never get another taste. He pulls his mouth from mine, and I feel his lips turn up in a smile. Then I hear the cat calls and whistles from the men standing behind me. My cheeks flush immediately, suddenly shy and embarrassed.
“Sorry,” I mutter against where I’ve planted my face on his neck.
“I’m not,” he says quietly in my ear. “I’ve told them you’re mine and off-limits; now they can see it also.”
I shift my weight, realizing he’s still holding me off the ground. I slide deliciously down his body, and for a split second I wonder how embarrassed he’s going to be when I pull away from him, and his crew sees the straining erection in his pants. I look down between us and give him a sly smile.
“I’ll be back as soon as I can, Emmalyn. Listen to Kid if he has concerns about your safety.”
He kisses the tip of my nose and walks around me. I gasp when he stands at the top of the porch stairs and adjusts himself in his jeans in full view and undivided attention of his entire crew.