Total pages in book: 180
Estimated words: 168587 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 843(@200wpm)___ 674(@250wpm)___ 562(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 168587 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 843(@200wpm)___ 674(@250wpm)___ 562(@300wpm)
“Whew. I’m so over having to pee every thirty minutes.” Her eyes go from Ryat’s to mine. “Everything okay?”
I feel his eyes on me, but I keep mine on hers. “Yeah.” I nod, giving her a fake smile.
She gives me a hug, and I avoid meeting his glare. The fact that he could even think I’d ever hurt his wife makes my chest hurt.
Pulling away from me, he takes her hand. “We should be going,” he tells her.
As they go to walk out the door, I step forward. “Blakely?” I ask.
“Yeah?” She turns and looks at me with a kind smile on her pretty face.
“I’ll see you next weekend,” I say, squaring my shoulders. This time, I glance at Ryat, and he looks like he wants to strangle me.
“Can’t wait.” She winks at me before they exit Tyson’s office.
I allow myself a moment to collect my thoughts, trying to figure out what the fuck that was. What did he mean my family? Tyson thinks I’m innocent. Regarding what? Ryat is the one who put a knife to my brother’s neck and helped force me to marry his best friend. Why would he think I could harm his pregnant wife?
It just makes me angry. Fuck him. He’s a typical Lord trying to control their Lady. I won’t let that happen. If Blakely wants to be my friend, then I won’t let Ryat stop me. Now, if she tells me she can’t see me, then I’ll respect that. But it’ll have to come from her mouth, her words. Not some Lord who thinks he can control what I do.
TYSON
I’m standing inside the apartment in the kitchen when I hear the front door open. I step out into the living room in time to see her walking down the hallway with bags in both hands. “Nice car,” I say, sipping my whiskey.
She comes to a halt, and my eyes drop to the long dark strands of curled hair that fall down her back. Slowly, she turns to face me, and I’m not prepared for what I see. The dark color of her hair against her tan skin makes her eyes bluer. They look bigger, sexier.
My cock instantly hardens inside my jeans, and I tighten my hand on the glass. She’s not supposed to have this effect on me, but even I can’t deny that I’m becoming addicted to her. The way her body leans into me and how she whimpers when I touch her. I just want to chain her up and play with her for hours. Explore every inch of her. Teach her things that she never knew existed to see what she likes.
She glares at me, and it makes me want to force her to her knees and mess up her pretty face. I set my glass down and walk over to her. Reaching out, I run my hand through her soft hair. “I like it.”
“I didn’t do it for you.” She lifts her chin.
That’s the confidence that I was telling Ryat about, and it’s fucking intoxicating. My eyes drop to a La Perla bag at her feet. “Going to show me what I bought?”
“Didn’t plan on it.” She picks them up off the floor.
I laugh softly, loving this new her. Leaning forward, I gently kiss her forehead, and when I pull back, she’s frowning up at me with confusion written all over her face. “Come here.” I take her hand and pull her down the hallway and into our master bathroom. “Give me these.” I take the bags from her hands and place them on the countertop by my sink and pull her over to hers. “Get undressed,” I command and walk into the closet. I grab a few things that I’m going to need and return to see she’s removing her underwear. She’s needy. It’s the fact that I haven’t touched her since the night of the house of Lords party. “Bend over. Hands behind your back.” I place the items on the counter.
Her eyes look over and widen. She takes a step back, those pretty eyes meeting mine. “I’m sorry,” she rushes out. “I’ll return the car…”
“Bend over,” I say once more, hating to repeat myself.
“Ty—”
“Shh, Lake.” I cup her face in both of my hands. Her eyes are the size of quarters, her body trembling against mine. “It’s okay. The car is yours.” I’ll never tell her, but I’m glad she went out and purchased the SUV. Good for you, little darling. She deserves to have everything she wants. And I plan on giving it to her, but that doesn’t mean I won’t make her earn it.
Licking her nude-colored lips, she shifts her eyes to the items once more, then back to mine. “But…”
“This isn’t a punishment, Lake.”
She nibbles on her bottom lip, asking softly, “Then what is it?”