Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 97557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 488(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 488(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
She spares me a glance but then shuffles through her clothes again. "I don't have anything to wear. Nothing freaking fits me anymore."
I skim my gaze down her rounded belly poking out of the silk robe she's wearing. "Well, you’re growing a baby inside of you. That's to be expected."
She pins me with a look that almost—almost makes me want to take a step back. "Are you calling me fat?"
I step over the shoes and enter the war zone coming to stand beside her. "Of course not. I'm just saying our baby has grown a lot in the last month and now we have to adjust, at least until she arrives. Do you want me to order you something to wear?"
She shakes her head with a huff. "No, it's a waste of money when I won't be able to wear it very long. I'll put on one of my flowy dresses. It won't be as formal as what everyone else is wearing, but I can wear flats with it, and that is important."
I nibble her earlobe and cup her round belly gently. "You can wear anything you want. I'll proudly lead you into the graduation party in whatever you choose. If anyone has something to say they can deal with me."
She leans up and kisses me, turning so she can press into my chest. With every month that passes she spends more and more time climbing onto my lap to take her pleasure when she feels it riding her hard. Her fingers skim down my shirt buttons, and I catch her fingers.
"As much as I would love to take you to bed right now, we are already late, and I don't feel like dealing with Lee's bitching when we arrive even later."
She huffs then falls from her tiptoes down to her heels and turns to face the clothes again. "Fine. Then get out so I can find something to wear in peace."
I leave the closet and head back into the bathroom to finish my tie and grab my jacket off the hanger near the door. I slip it on carefully, button up, and exit in time to find Ely standing outside the closet donning a pair of diamond earrings. She looks amazing in a floor length, sequined gown that cinches just above her rounded belly and flows out around her feet in a champagne bell shape. "Beautiful."
She drops her eyes as a pink flush washes up her neck. I love that I can still make her blush for me. After she slips into a pair of flats by the bed and grabs a small handbag that matches her dress, we head down to the car that’s already waiting for us out front. A driver steps out and opens the door for Ely to slip in while I go around to the other side of the vehicle and slide into the backseat beside my wife.
The Mill's graduation party is always a semi-formal affair, and the most expensive party the club throws every year.
Ely shifts beside me, the black leather creaking beneath her with each movement. I grab her hand and tuck it against my lap. "You okay?"
She nods but continues to stare out the window. "Yeah, fine. Bel has been texting me for twenty minutes asking where we are. I wasn't about to tell her we're late because you decided we needed to have sex for the third time today."
I press my hand to my chest in mock affront. "What? Me? You think I'm the one dragging you off to fuck every five minutes. I hate to break it to you, Little Prey, but that is all you."
She ducks her chin and scans the passing scenery out the window. "I guess I have been a little...needy lately. The doctor says it's because of the baby hormones. It's supposedly normal."
"I'm not complaining, baby.” I squeeze her knee and give her an exaggerated leer.
We ride in silence, my phone vibrating in my pocket almost the entire drive. My friends are no doubt texting to see where we are, one by one. I'm actually surprised Lee hasn't called me already to get a face to face update. The drive is over before it starts.
Peering out the window I see that the Mill driveway is lined with soft lanterns and flowers in the school’s signature colors of yellow and black leading up to the parking area.
The vehicle rolls to a stop and I give Ely’s hand a little squeeze. It's now or never. The driver slips out and around the car to open Ely's door while I climb out, button my suit jacket, and walk around to take her arm.
Several couples stand outside the house, sipping champagne and talking. I don't see Bel or Drew, so they must be inside. It doesn’t appear that we’ve missed much.