Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 23007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“You love me?” I ask, still in shock. Disbelief.
“I do. I love you.”
“I love you, too,” I reply honestly. My heart feeling whole for the first time in a long ass time.
“You don’t have to say it just because I did. I just needed you to say something.”
“I’m not, duchess. I felt it when I first laid eyes on you.”
“Me too. It was like there was a magnet between us, drawing me to you.”
“Exactly. We were powerless to stop it.”
“So what do we do now?” she asks.
“We get married,” I reply.
“You know, we don’t have to get married just because we had sex. It might be 1820 in the Pinnacle, but out here it’s 2023.”
“I know we don’t, but I want to. A lot of things happened to me in that first moment I saw you. I clearly saw our future together. You belong to me, Patience.”
“You belong to me too,” she says.
“Damn right I do.”
“Okay. So we’re getting married.”
At the same time, we say, “it should be at the club.”
“See. We were made for each other.”
“I know that. I should probably tell you that I own 49% of the club.”
“Okay. It clear I need to start making some investments.”
“It’s an excellent tax shelter.”
“I donate a large sum to a no-kill shelter near where I grew up. Does that count?”
“Not for money making, but it gives you philanthropical points.”
“Good,” I say, standing a bit to lean over the table and kiss her. It’s a very chaste kiss, given that we are public, but that doesn’t stop someone from snapping our picture. I hear the sound and turn toward it.
“Sorry. I just saw the news on Twitter, and no one had any pictures,” a female customer sitting next to us says.
“It’s fine,” I say, and Patience nods, smiling. To a certain extent of course, this is what we signed up for when we sought the spotlight.
“I’ll be going now. Enjoy your coffee and congrats. Really. You guys looks so in love.”
“Thank you,” I tell her and then she’s gone.
“I have something else to tell you,” she says.
“Oh?”
“About my parents?”
“You have two dads. That’s not a big deal.”
“Of course of it isn’t. But that’s not just it.”
“Just tell me,” I say wondering where
“My parents are a part of a quad. You’re going to meet them when I go and pick up some clothes from my house. They live with me.”
“A quad, you say. Well, that is…”
“I’ve been using the word interesting.”
“Yes. Interesting.”
“They have been together for twenty-two years and I just found out about it, recently. I don’t know how I didn’t know. When I told Holly yesterday she just laughed at me and thought it was common knowledge. It decidedly was not. At least to me.”
“That’s not a problem for me, if that’s why you are telling me.”
“No, I didn’t think it would be, but I was shocked when I saw it.”
“You saw it?”
“Walked in on it to be precise.”
“I see.”
“Be glad you didn’t and let’s leave it at that.” We both laugh at that.
“Have you finished?” I ask.
“Yes.”
“Let’s go meet them,” I say standing.
“Okay, we’ll need a taxi,” she says taking my hand. I help her to her feet, and I can’t help kissing her. That’s not all I want to do, but it will have to do for now.
I see a taxi letting off a passenger across the street, so I flag him down.
“Just so you know, I’ll not be sharing you with anyone. Ever. Is that understood.”
We are just getting into the car, so she doesn’t answer right away.
“Where to?” the driver says with a cockney accent.
“Tottenham. 18 Gladesmore Road.
“Right you are, love,” he says, taking off in the direction of North London.
“I understand milord, I’m a one-cock girl. Your cock,” she whispers in my ear after she gives the address to the driver.
“Fuck, duchess. I’m a one-pussy guy. Your pretty, pink, kissably wet pussy. Yours alone,” I rasp into her ear. She shivers and hold her tighter.
“Oh God, we’ve got to get out of this taxi.”
“Is something wrong?”
“Yes. No. Who comes just from words? No touching?”
“You do,” I say proud as fuck. “I take it that’s never happened before?”
“Just with you,” she says.
“That’s just further proof that you’re mine.”
When we get to the house, her parents, all of them, are welcoming. I sit with Renee, Rita, Ray, & Roger while Patience changes her panties and gathers some clothes.
“So just what are you intentions with our daughter? We saw Twitter but we’ve learned to take everything on social media with a grain of salt,” Ray says. At least I think it was Ray. I learn their names.
“Well, Ray,” I begin. When no one corrects me I continue. “I will be marrying your daughter as soon as humanly possible, but definitely before May when she begins shooting her next film.”