Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 84577 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 423(@200wpm)___ 338(@250wpm)___ 282(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84577 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 423(@200wpm)___ 338(@250wpm)___ 282(@300wpm)
I smiled and took her hand in mine. Shit. I can’t believe how selfish I was being. By trying to save her from a Greek overload, I was stripping her of something she wanted.
“When that night happened with Peter . . . he stripped away every dream I ever had. In my mind, I thought for sure no man would ever want to be with a girl who was tainted.”
My chest squeezed as I thought about what that fucker did to her. “Kilyn,” I whispered as she held up her finger.
“Wait, let me say all of this.”
I closed my mouth and gave her a nod.
“Until I met you, Thano, I didn’t have any of those dreams anymore. You reached deep inside of me and turned my life back on. Piece by piece I felt myself coming back. On the outside I pretended like everything was great . . . and in some ways it was. But I was missing something I longed for. Love.”
Her hands came up and cupped my face as the most breathtaking smile appeared. “Your love. You, Thano. I don’t want to run anymore. I love you and I know the road ahead of us is going to be hard at times, but I don’t want to start our life together running away and getting married.”
With a smile, I slowly nodded. “Then we won’t. Tell me what you want, ladybug.”
Her eyes seemed to have kicked up their intensity. They were filled with love but also with a confidence I’d never seen before.
“I want a beach wedding. I want Claire there and her parents. I want your parents there. I want to shop for an expensive as hell wedding dress and I want to see you standing next to a beautiful blue ocean looking handsome as hell in a black tux.”
My heart felt as if it was going to pound out of my chest. It was in that very moment I knew I was going to give her everything she asked for.
“Do you know how turned on I am right now?”
She laughed and shook her head. “Why?”
“Because I love how strong you are. You know what you want and you’re not afraid to say it. It’s sexy as fuck.”
She wiggled her eyebrows and purred, “Should I keep telling you all the things I want?”
“Yes.”
“I want you buried deep inside of me telling me how much you love me.”
Pulling the sheet away from her, she let out a small scream and giggled while I pulled her legs down and got her flat on the bed.
Crawling over her, I slowly began working my cock into her until I was buried balls deep inside of her. I hovered my lips above hers and softly said, “Done.”
Peering over to Kilyn in the passenger seat, my heart skipped a beat. Neither one of us was able to wipe the smiles off our faces. The last few days had been incredible. We only left the hotel room once and that was to go get lunch. The rest of the time we ordered room service and made love in every single room and on I swear every surface we could find.
“Have you told Claire yet?” I asked.
Kilyn turned and grinned from ear to ear as she looked at me. “No. I want to see her reaction in person.”
With a lighthearted chuckle, I nodded. “So, do you want to pick a date?”
She sucked in her lower lip and began chewing on it. “Thano . . . I need to tell you something that I probably should have told you a few months ago.”
My heart dropped. Her eyes turned serious and I swear my hands started to sweat as I wiped each one on my pant legs.
“Do I need to pull over or something?”
She chuckled. “No. Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. It’s just, with us being engaged, I feel a bit guilty for not saying anything. I don’t want you to worry about how we’ll afford to pay for the wedding.”
My head snapped over as I looked at her. I quickly looked around and pulled into a grocery store parking lot and put my truck into park.
Unbuckling, I turned to Kilyn. “There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do to make you happy. You know that right?”
She nodded.
“I’m not the least bit worried about paying for our wedding. If you wanted to have it in a French castle, I’d make it work.”
Lifting her brow, she tried not to laugh. “Mmm, that might be kind of fun.”
Taking her hand in mine, I squeezed it. “I’m serious.”
Her face softened. “I know you are and I love you for that. But that’s not what I’m trying to say. Um, well, I’m just going to tell you.”
I nodded and held my breath.
“When my parents died, they, of course, left everything to me. My father was very successful and was also very business smart. I kind of have . . . well . . . let’s just say I’m not hurting for money.”