Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 52190 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52190 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
CHAPTER 19
Martin
One Month Later
Things hit different when you’re true to yourself.
The leaves on the trees at Saint Margarets are starting to turn. The last six weeks have been filled with the best ups and downs.
Kitty is still a handful and I tame her ass with my dick when her tantrums start up now and I think, no, I’m sure, she does it just to get a good hard fuck when she needs it.
It’s all good with me. I’m making up for thirty-three years of no sex with my perfect girl and she’s sore and filled with me most of the time, but I don’t hear many complaints. Mostly because I’m also filling her mouth with my dick a couple times a day.
“Kitty.” I tug her hand toward the old church in the woods where we consummated our union for the first time. “Let’s go, I want to talk before the workers get here.”
She’s crouched down petting Baby’s belly, the little bell on her collar ringing as she wiggles and rolls on the ground. “But, Baby needs lovies.” She looks up with a pouty lower lip.
“I know who’s going to get some good hard lovies if she doesn’t come along.”
She scoffs as I pull to her her feet and she gives Baby’s pink leash a tug and she rolls around refusing to get up.
“She’s not going to walk on that thing. She’s a cat.”
“fine.” She bends down and scoops her up. “I’ll carry her.”
“Spoiled cat.”
“You spoil me.” She smiles, leaning into my shoulder.
I’m the happiest man alive. Every day I wake up with her next to me, I thank God.
The split with the church went well. The property transfer fell into place and the church retains control of the main chapel while I put the rest of the property into a trust that will protect it for the generations to come.
It took a couple weeks for everything to calm down. I spent some time in Orlando after I got Kitty from the hotel, and her mom and my dad are still working through their own bullshit.
I’m got my dad on ice for now. After some tough love, it was clear he’s just got a style of parenting that’s not really compatible with the life I see myself in now.
My brothers are coming to visit next month and I will always be there for them as I have. I guess I’m the father figure they missed with Hoover and I’m not going to fuck that up.
“I love this place. Maybe we should just leave it as it is? It’s beautiful, even broken, it’s beautiful.”
“True.” I agree as Kitty sets Baby on the grassy area where we fucked for the first time. It seems so long ago, so many fucks ago, I should say. Now that my dick is off ice, damn if we get anything else done, including sleep.
“When are the workers going to be here.”
“See, that’s the thing…”
“What?” She crooks her brow, tonging her lip as she rubs her soft belly where any day now, that pregnantcy test is going to come up with two pink lines.
“NO workers are coming.”
“No! You lied!”
“No…” I reach out to grab her hands, her eyes are already flaming with an oncoming tantrum. “I said, we had something important to do here. Decisions to make. I didn’t actually say we were meeting anyone else.”
“Cole Martin.” She says with a glare. “Daddy, bad Daddy.”
“Just hold your hot brat back for a minute, then you can stomp your feet all your want if you choose.”
She huffs on a pout. “Fine, but you promised I could register for fall semester later, so this better not take too long. Whateer it is we are here for.”
“You’ll get restered, I promise, but first…” I scratch as my jaw, nerves suddenly stealing the words I had memorized as I clear my throat and reach into my pocket and pull out the piece of paper. “Kitty, you’re my everything. You’re the pain in my ass I never knew I needed but I can’t live without. I’ll walk to hell and back to make you smile.”
I unfold the piece of paper. “Marriage license?” She gives me a quizzical look. “We applied, but you said we had ninety days to have the ceremony.”
“I did say that, but I don’t want to wait.” I swallow. “I’m still ordained, and although technically, you’re not supposed to marry…yourself. It’s been a month since we made love here, right where we are standing and I need you to be my wife Kitty. Right now, under the sky and with the birds in the rafters, I’ll give you whatever kind of wedding you want later, but I need you to marry me right now.”
I pull out the wedding bands from my back pocket and push mine into her palm and hold hers in my fingers.