Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38483 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38483 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
“Come for me, baby. I want to feel you come for me.” His cock and his words send me over the edge, and my pussy clamps down on him while I scream his name. I hold onto him tighter as his hips ride me through my climax, and my nails dig into his back as he plants himself deep and finds his own release. When his weight rests against me, I close my eyes and soak in the feeling of us reconnecting, and I smile when I remember we have all night to just be Justin and Aubrey, a newlywed couple in love and starting a life together.
“I want a baby,” he says, and I open my eyes as he pulls his head back to look me in the eye.
“Really?”
“I didn’t have siblings. I want Jenna to have that. I want her to have brothers and sisters. I want a house full of kids driving us crazy.”
Tears fill my eyes. “I want that too,” I whisper right before he drops his mouth to mine to kiss me. Then, for the rest of the night, we work on making our dream a reality.
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“Morning, baby.” I open my eyes and see the man I love looming over me with a satisfied smile on his face.
“Morning.” I stretch as he touches his lips to mine.
“Hungry?”
“Yes.” I sit up, wondering how long he’s been awake. Really, I expected us to sleep until noon, something neither of us has done since Jenna was born.
“I ordered room service. It should be here soon.” He ogles my bare chest, and I roll my eyes as there is a knock on the door.
“Food’s here.” He stands up then asks, “Are you disappointed you didn’t see a ghost last night?”
“Shut up.” I toss a pillow at him as he walks across the room, listening to him laugh.
“It was just a question, baby.” He grins at me as he comes back into view pushing a cart.
“Whatever.” I eye the plates as he pulls off the lids, my mouth watering when I see a fluffy-looking omelet and fresh fruit.
“Can you check that for me?” he asks when his phone chimes on the table next to me.
“Sure.” I frown when I see the name on the screen. “Why is Aedan sending you a message? I thought you were done with Vegas.”
“Relax, baby.” He takes the phone from my hand. “Just because your brother sent me a text doesn’t mean shit’s happening.”
I narrow my eyes on him. “Why are you acting like it’s no big deal Aedan’s contacting you?”
“We talk at least once a week.”
“You talk to him once a week?” I hiss, unsure how I feel about that.
“Yeah.” He takes his phone and moves away from the bed, setting it down to pour a cup of coffee from the carafe on the tray.
“What do you talk about?”
“We don’t talk. He normally just asks for photos or updates.”
“Photos?”
“I send him pictures of Jenna,” he says, bringing me a cup of coffee. I’m not sure how to react to the news that my husband and brother have been talking for the past few months without me knowing about it. A part of me is happy they’re getting along, but another is pissed I didn’t know.
“Why am I only hearing about this now?”
He shrugs his broad shoulders. “Because the last time we talked about your brother, you weren’t ready to have anything to do with him.”
“And you are?”
“I’m not saying I want to see him all the fucking time, but I feel for him, and he’s not stepping on my toes. All he wants is to know you and Jenna are doing okay, so that’s what I’m giving to him.”
“Oh,” I mutter.
“When you’re ready, sweetheart, not before,” he says, reading my mind.
I take a sip of coffee, wondering when that will be. I’m happier than I’ve ever been, and the only black cloud hanging over me is the pain of missing him. “Is it safe for him to be texting your regular phone and not a burner?”
“I wouldn’t let him do it if it wasn’t,” he says quietly.
“So it’s also safe to call him on it?”
“Yeah.” He pushes the cart of food next to the bed and takes a seat next to me.
“Can I see your cell?” I ask, and his eyes search mine before he hands me the phone. I take it, and my hands tremble as I hold it.
“I’m right here.” He touches his lips to my cheek, and I pull in the strength I need from him before I dial Aedan’s number.
“What’s going on? Are Aubrey and Jenna okay?” Aedan asks, and I close my eyes.
“We’re fine,” I whisper.
“Aubrey?”
“Yeah, it’s me.”
“Fuck, it’s good to hear your voice,” he rasps. “For a minute there, I thought something must’ve happened to you, because Justin never calls. He sticks to texts.”