Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 129179 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 646(@200wpm)___ 517(@250wpm)___ 431(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129179 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 646(@200wpm)___ 517(@250wpm)___ 431(@300wpm)
“Don’t talk about yourself that way. Tell me what’s going on in your head, Angel.”
“IthoughtIwasgoingtosleepwithyou,” she said in a breathless rush.
My heart sped up faster than it was before as I stared down at her.
“I don’t want to push you. How fucked is it for me to expect you to sleep in my bed?”
“It isn’t bad if I want it, too,” she answered.
“I never want you to look back and feel like I took advantage of you,” I said. “I need you to be as sure as I am and even though our age difference means fuck all to me, I can’t deny that it’s a big gap. I’m a lot older than you, Angel. Like, old enough to be your father.”
“Not quite,” she said sweetly. “But if you want me to, I’ll call you Daddy.”
Pretty damn sure my heart stopped beating for God only knows how many seconds.
When I could breathe again, I answered.
“I’ll be anything you want me to be,” I growled. “Your daddy, your lover, your best friend, your savior, your hero, your provider. Anything you desire, I’m going to give you. Anything you need, I’m going to make it happen. Just tell me what you want.”
She stepped in close and slid her hands into mine.
“I just want you,” she said. “I don’t feel like you’re rushing me. If anything, I feel like I’m rushing you. That’s the only worry that I have here—that I’m imagining things or pushing you too fast. I don’t want to be an idiot or some annoying girl you can’t get rid of.”
I squeezed her hands as I stared down at her adoringly. “You don’t get it yet but you will, soon. I never want to get rid of you, Natalie. You never have to hide anything from me or worry about telling me what you want or need. I want to give you the fucking world.”
“I don’t need the world,” she murmured. “I just need you.”
“Be sure, Angel. Because once I take your stuff into that room across the hall, it isn’t my bedroom anymore—it’s ours. This is your home now.”
She smiled softly as she stared up at me. “I’d like to go see our bedroom now.”
I grabbed her bags and hauled ass across the hall into the master bedroom. The second she confirmed she wanted to sleep with me I committed to going full steam ahead.
Chapter Four
Natalie
His bedroom was gorgeous. Three of the walls were white, while the wall behind the bed was painted a beautiful navy color. The focus of the room was the wall of windows facing the ocean. The bed was an enormous cloud of white and navy accents. Like the rest of the rooms I’d seen in the house—except the kitchen—the flooring was a gorgeous wood looking tile. The bed was situated on top of a large area rug that was ombré shades of blue.
The area in front of the windows had two comfortable looking chairs and a table. I followed him through the bedroom and into the bathroom, and my mouth dropped when I saw it. The bathroom was big enough for ten people to assemble. The focal point of the room was the shower area, which was a giant wet room that included a massive tub. I was surprised, however, that almost the entire rear wall of the area was a massive window that looked out to the ocean with absolutely no covering on it. Although the house was on a bluff, but if someone were standing out on the lawn, they’d be able to watch as I showered.
Coming up behind me, Jordan wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back against him.
“Freaked out by the windows?” he asked.
“It’s a little fishbowl-ish,” I admitted.
He laughed. “No one can see in. It’s special reflective glass. No one can see anything in the bedrooms or bathrooms even if they stand right at the window and press their faces to it.”
“No way! Are you serious?”
“One hundred percent,” he assured me.
“Now I can’t wait to take a shower,” I laughed.
“Mm,” he rasped against my ear, “I’d love to shower with you, Angel.”
My breath caught, and my nipples pebbled as I imagined doing just that.
“But,” he said as he pulled away, “first things first. Let’s get you set up in the closet.”
I turned and followed him as he crossed the room toward a large door.
“If there isn’t space, I can always use the guest room for my stuff…”
My words trailed off when he opened the door to the biggest closet I’d ever seen. The left side was filled with his stuff, but the right was empty. The space was heaven. There were shoe shelves and drawers built in along half of the wall.
As he had back at my house, Jordan helped me. He took the bag full of things that needed to be hung up and started putting them on hangers. Following his lead, I started unpacking the other bag into the drawers.