Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
“Probably downstairs causing mischief,” Gunner said before he opened the door and began heading downstairs. After brushing my teeth, I headed after him. They were all gathered in the kitchen. Gunner had started on breakfast, and both boys were seated at the bar with mugs of hot chocolate in front of them. Anurak was leaning on Ace’s shoulder, but when he noticed me, he immediately sat up, beaming at me.
He was so damn perfect. There was never a time I looked at him and didn’t think he was worthy of the whole fucking world.
“Hi, Papi,” he greeted, tilting his chin up for a kiss, which I eagerly gave him. I’d never deny him love and adoration.
“Good morning, perrito,” I murmured. “How long have you been up?”
“Only long enough to make hot cocoa,” he told me. “Gunner is making us breakfast.”
“You’re needed back at the clubhouse this morning, sweet boy,” Gunner reminded Ace. “So, once you eat, we need to head back.”
Ace huffed. “My brothers can fuck off.”
I snorted because I agreed and ruffled his hair before heading to the Keurig to make myself a cup of coffee. “I’m sure Jax would love to hear you tell him that,” I told him. Besides Ace, Jax was the only person I held any respect for in that club. And he wasn’t afraid to put Ace in his place when he was being a brat.
Ace snorted, and I just knew he was rolling his eyes because Gunner shot him a warning look. “Jax is just a dick,” Ace said.
Gunner sighed. “Jax would also tell me to put you over my knee and spank your little ass red for calling him a dick, so keep on, baby.”
Anurak made a squeaky noise, and when I turned to look at him, Ace was already cuddling him close, a sweet smile on his lips as he looked at our boy. “Don’t worry, little bunny. Rico would never put his hands on you like that. It’s not like he has any reason to. You’re seriously the goodest boy to ever exist.”
Anurak scrunched up his nose at Ace. “You make me sound like a dog.” My lips twitched with an aborted smile. Anurak really was the “goodest boy”, even if calling him that did make him sound like a dog.
Ace snickered, then planted a quick kiss on his lips. “Rico does call you a puppy.”
“Not because he’s a dog,” I quickly said, not wanting Anurak to start overthinking his pet name. “I call him that because when I saw him for the first time, he was being forced to crawl down a set of stairs, and he reminded me of a wounded puppy.” I looked at Anurak. “I wanted to bring you home and protect you and slaughter everyone who hurt you or had a hand in hurting you.”
His cheeks pinkened, and his eyes watered with unshed tears. “You did, Papi.”
I smiled at him. “You’re right. I did. And I will always do that.” I nodded toward his cocoa. “Drink your hot cocoa, perrito, before it becomes cold.”
Like the “goodest boy” Ace had called him, Anurak quickly grabbed his mug and took a sip, humming in happiness. I finished making my coffee, then poured Gunner a cup, sliding it to him. He nodded once in thanks.
“Need me to bring breakfast to your office?” he asked me.
“Nah,” I told him. “Just make sure they eat. I’ll grab something in a bit.” Rounding the kitchen island, I dropped a kiss to Anurak’s hair. “Come to my office when you’re done eating and they’ve gone home. I want company while I work.”
He smiled at me. “Okay, Papi.”
I lightly shucked my knuckles beneath his chin, then left the kitchen, heading toward my office to go bury myself in work for the day. And maybe later when I needed a stress reliever, I’d get my little pup on his knees for me.
His mouth was fucking sinful. And addicting.