Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 82265 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82265 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Declan laughs. “Alyssa, the job is yours if you want it. You’re family. I trust you, and that’s a key component for that position.”
“Yes.” Alyssa nods. “I don’t even care what it pays. My boyfriend made an excellent point earlier. I don’t have to stress as much because we share that now.”
“I love you.” My voice is loud and clear. The ladies are in awe, and my brothers, those who are not ass over heels in love, tell me I’m pussy-whipped.
I could challenge them. Letting them know that I was head over heels for her before I made love to her for the first time, which also happened to be last night. They won’t get it, though. I’d just be wasting my breath. It doesn’t resonate with you until you’ve felt that kind of love. A connection so deep that it lights your soul. One day, they’re all going to find it, and then they’ll understand. Sex and love go hand in hand when you’re in a committed relationship, but that’s not all there is. You don’t know it until you live it.
I’m living it.
I feel the connection.
My soul is on fire, her face shining within the flames.
If they want to refer to that as pussy-whipped, I’ll gladly take that title. I know it’s her. It’s Alyssa. Her kind heart, her big brown eyes, her smile, and her laugh. It’s everything that makes her the woman I love that has me speaking my heart to her. Not giving a single fuck who hears me.
I love her.
She loves me.
We are forever.
“Why don’t you come by the shop any night this week that works for you?” Declan asks her. “I can show you where you’d be working and walk through what you’d be doing. We can talk about pay, and if you want it, all I need from you is a start date. I’m sure you’ll have to give what, two weeks?” he asks.
“How’s tomorrow?” Alyssa asks. “I get off at four, so you wouldn’t have to stay late.”
“Works for me.”
“And me,” Kennedy tells her. “I don’t have to worry about the Mindys of the world applying and trying to make a play for my husband.”
“I’m all yours,” Declan tells her.
“They don’t care,” all the ladies, even my mom, say at the same time.
“All right then.” Declan leans over and kisses his wife.
“What are your plans this weekend?” I ask my brothers.
“I have to work,” Brooks says. “What’s up?”
“We need trucks and muscles,” Alyssa tells him.
“When and where?” Orrin asks. The rest of my brothers follow suit, letting me know that they’re in for helping us move Alyssa into my place.
“Are you getting rid of furniture?” Maverick asks.
“Yeah, my couch and kitchen table. Not sure about the bedroom suite.” She looks over her shoulder at me.
“Both of the spare bedrooms have beds and a dresser in each of them. It’s up to you. We can keep it and get rid of one of them, or we can get rid of it.”
“It was secondhand. The mattress is new, but other than that. I bought it at a garage sale.”
“I remember that,” Archer tells her. “I helped Sterling move it into your place.”
“That’s right.” Alyssa nods.
“You all are welcome to do anything you want. I’m even getting rid of some kitchen stuff too.”
“What are you doing with your house?” Merrick asks.
“We didn’t discuss it, but I assumed we’d sell it.” She shrugs.
“We can sell it, or you can rent it and supplement your income that way. I don’t care what you do with it as long as you’re sleeping next to me every night.”
“How much would the rent be?” Maverick asks.
“Hold up. Are my babies thinking about leaving the nest?” Mom asks.
“We haven’t talked about it,” Maverick tells her.
Mom nods. “It’s the twin thing. Even after twenty years, I still forget you are one and the same.” She smiles at my younger brothers.
“You can live there for my monthly payment,” Alyssa tells them. “I don’t want to make money off the family. But if anything breaks, you fix it, keep it maintained, things like that.”
“Let us talk about it,” Merrick tells her. However, I can see the look in his eyes. It matches the one in Maverick’s. My little brothers are taking the leap and moving out on their own.
By the time we get home—yes, home, I love the sound of that—we’re both exhausted. I should feel bad that I kept her up so late last night, but it was a night neither one of us will ever forget. We strip out of our clothes, brush our teeth, and slide beneath the covers. Alyssa’s naked body rests next to mine, with her head lying on my chest. I feel her lips press against my skin, and I smile into the dark of the room.
She’s here.