Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 91937 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91937 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
“It’ll only be a matter of time before he’s out of this hellhole”—she looks around the room again, looking disgusted—“and back where he belongs. We’ll make your life a living hell.”
“I’m glad you said that,” Brady finally says, “I would have told you beforehand that you are being watched in the house.” Her face pales. “Just like I told your son when he showed up here drunk out of his mind, driving. You lost one son to that; you would think you would make sure you wouldn’t lose another.”
“Why, I have never.” She takes a step back.
“Get out of my house,” he finally snaps, “before I call the police again tonight, and you and your son can share a cell.”
She turns on her heel, walking to the door and stopping. “You’ve fucked with the wrong person this time.” Brady makes his way to the front door, not waiting for her to say anything, and the minute she steps out of the door, he slams it shut behind her. And just to make sure she knows this is over, he turns the lock.
CHAPTER 29
Brady
I lock the door and watch her walk down the steps, and if it was any other person, I would make sure the lights are on for her not to trip, but fuck her. Fuck her for coming in here and spewing that shit at Harmony. I watch her walk over to her car and get in, taking off, and peeling down the street. “I don’t think this street has had this much action since I’ve moved in,” I joke, turning to look at Harmony, who has tears running down her face, and it guts me. Completely fucking guts me, as if you stuck a knife in me and opened me up. “Baby,” I say, walking to her and putting my hand on her face.
“You are more than she will ever know.” She looks up at me.
“Baby, you think I care what that woman says about me?” I shake my head. “The last person I give a shit about is her. The only people who I care what they think are the two people in this house and my family.” I bend to touch my lips to hers. “Everyone else doesn’t matter.” Again, the need to touch my lips to hers is overwhelming. “It’s almost over,” I whisper. “Now, I’ve spent the whole night waiting for this moment right here.” She opens her mouth. “I’ve thought about coming home to you and getting you naked.” Her eyes glaze over in a whole different way. “Now, I’m going to close up down here,” I tell her, “while you go upstairs and get naked for me.” I swear I think she sighs. “Can you do that for me?”
“I can do that for you,” she replies, almost panting. “I can do anything for you.”
“Is that so?” I smirk. “Good to know.” Her eyes go big as her cheeks get pink. “Go and get naked for me.” She nods as my hand falls from her face. She turns and rushes up the stairs and my cock goes hard watching her.
I turn and walk over to the front door, making sure it’s locked, before walking to the kitchen and turning off the lights and then making my way upstairs. Before I head to my room, knowing she is waiting for me, I walk over to the closed door and open it as quietly as I can. My eyes go to Wyatt, who is on his stomach, sleeping without a care in the world. Like a kid should sleep. I close the door before turning and making my way to my bedroom. A soft light comes out into the hallway, and I know it’s from the bedside lamp.
I stop at the doorway when I look at the bed and see her sitting with her back against the headboard. Her arms are wrapped around her cocked-up knees, her eyes on me as she nervously bites her lower lip. “Jesus fucking Christ,” I say to her, “you’re a wet fucking dream come true.” She puts her hands to the side of her hips, swinging her knees, and I see her nipples are pebbled and waiting to be pinched. I kick off my boots and take off my socks before walking to the bed. I take one more look at her before I put a knee on the bed and make my way to her. My hand goes to her ankle and then slowly moves up her leg before my mouth finds her. My hand on her cheek, her hand goes to mine as she opens her mouth for my tongue. My tongue plays with hers as my hand moves down to her legs, opening them. “I thought I said be naked,” I state when I see her still wearing her white lace panties.