Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 70185 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70185 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
JUSTINE
‘Why we in here?’
Why do you think?
‘Hiding from your man again?’
Yes, and it’s all your fault.
‘How is any of this on me?’
You told me to wear this dress.
‘Yes, and you’re welcome. That maternity shit you be wearing wasn’t fixin’ a keep our man no how. Round here looking like Hazel.’
Who the hell is Hazel?
‘Chick, if you don’t know, how the hell am I supposed to?’
‘Besides, that dress is down to your toes.’
Yes, but my tits are about to fall out the neckline.
‘I repeat, you’re welcome. Quiet as it’s kept, you probably had more sex in the last coupla months than you’ve had your whole existence. You two just some nasty freaks.’
Look who’s talking.
‘Whatever, I don’t know why you’re pretending that you don’t like having your ass in the air day in and day out. Even I’m getting tired of seeing it. When are these kids coming anyway? They been in there for a minute. Fucking with my program.’
What program is that?
‘The one where you not rivaling orca for size. I need to get out and about. It’s almost summer again, and I promise you… Oh shit, here he comes. In here, Daddy.’
I would stifle you.
MARCUS
“Baby, where are you?” Where’d she go? I looked all around our room and searched the kids’ rooms and even the nursery, but she was nowhere to be found. Maybe she was out in the garden getting some fresh air, so I should probably leave her alone.
I headed for my home office to get some work done since my afternoon was shot anyway, and besides, my ass is tired. I didn’t know pregnant women liked to fuck so much. I never imagined pregnancy to be a turn-on period; I certainly never found any pregnant women I came across sexy.
Hah, somebody played a joke on my ass because the bigger she gets, the hornier I seem to be. It got so bad I had to ask the doctor if this was normal. I’ve been assured that as long as she’s comfortable, it’s fine, but I think I might have been going overboard.
I’ve been easing off lately, but she seems to have picked up speed instead of slowing down. The only breaks I get are when I go to the office for a couple of hours in the morning. The kids miss their friends, so after I drop Gracie off at school, I take Emma and Susie to the office with me and bring them home in the afternoon when I leave; that way, Justine gets a break.
What she does on those breaks is anybody’s guess because she’s forbidden to leave the house without me, which she still bitches and moans about, but all her complaints fall on deaf ears.
I’ve read horror stories about how vulnerable pregnant women are in their condition, so she can keep her vulnerable ass in my house until I get back. I have to keep Monique away from her because, somehow, she’s the one human being in the world who can get Monique to disobey my orders.
The payoff is that I let Monique carry out Justine’s orders at work because she can’t find anything else to occupy her time with, so she sits around all day thinking up ways to make the employees’ lives easier.
I’ve been keeping her on an information diet; that’s why she didn’t know for months that her ex had been arrested. She still doesn’t know anything about what he and his mother tried to do because the less stress she has, the better.
I’ve had to hold off on doing a lot of things because of her pregnancy and my fear that if she’s out of my sight for too long, something might go wrong. I finally understand where my fear is coming from.
When I first saw her and fell on my ass hard, I didn’t think beyond having her, keeping her for myself. She was the first person I ever felt that strongly about, and there was nothing I wasn’t willing to do to make her mine.
But I dared not ask for more after not expecting anything good in this life, not once Mom was taken from me. I thought I would spend the rest of my life helping others, protecting the weak from the villains, so having her was like a ray of sunlight in my otherwise gloomy world.
But now that she’s pregnant, it seems like the possibilities are endless, and I don’t want anything to take that away from us. The fact that she’s carrying three at once is something I try hard not to dwell on, except for when I had the nursery built and had to discuss having three of everything.
But if I sit down and dwell on it, I break out in a sweat. I looked through the papers on my desk for something to do and then turned to my emails. Paul’s case was about to end and there were no surprises there. I had him dead to rights.