Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29658 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 148(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29658 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 148(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
“Is that good?”
“Good? No, it's awesome. Show me around.” She takes my hand. I’ll show her the world if she’ll let me. I lead her up the stairs. I punch in the key code. “Fancy.”
I give her a tour of the place. I had it custom built. It was made for not only a family but to have privacy too. I can’t take credit for the designs in each room. An interior designer did that.
She seems to like it all. I want to tell her she can change anything that she wants. I bite my tongue. I’ve already shown enough crazy for one day. But there’s always tomorrow.
“This kitchen is a dream.” She walks around the island. “Is that a pantry?” She opens the door, stepping into the small room. “Okay. How about I cook?” She spins around to face me. The thought of her navigating her way around my kitchen has my cock hardening. My mind flashes to her standing in the kitchen with my child resting on her hip while she cooks. That’s not helping my current situation.
“You can do anything you want, sweetness.” I drop a kiss on her mouth again. I don’t stop until she’s breathless, leaving her wanting more.
8
Willow
“I don’t think I can eat another bite.” Lennon wipes his mouth with a napkin. I ended up making chicken marsala with angel hair pasta. I enjoyed watching him eat the food I made for him. He cleaned his whole plate.
“I’m glad you liked it.” I slip off the high-top chair. He stops me before I can head over to the sink.
“You’re not cleaning too.” He takes the plate from my hand. “Why don’t you find a movie for us to watch and let me worry about the cleaning.” I find myself relaxing at his suggestion. I didn’t want the night to be over. I’m really enjoying spending time with him.
“I think I can handle that.” I make my way back to the living room. I still can’t get over how breathtaking this house is. I don’t think I’ve seen one more beautiful. I love that it’s not some giant mansion you can get lost inside of. It’s big but not crazy. You can tell he had the future in mind when he built it. There are a decent amount of extra bedrooms. It will be perfect for a family one day. Thoughts of having a family here with him momentarily run through my mind, but I push them to the side. I barely even know him, but somehow I can’t help but feel as though we are connected on a deeper level.
I know Lennon said he wants kids one day. The fact that I might not be able to give him any of his own might be a deal breaker for him. I have no idea if I can get pregnant. I’ve already had one miracle in my life. I'm not so sure I’ll get another one.
“Find something?” Lennon comes in with a tray that has popcorn and candy on it. There are even mini glass bottles of Coke.
“If you’re not careful I’m never going to want to leave here,” I tease him as he sets the tray down.
“There is more than enough room.” He winks at me.
“Action?” I ask.
“Sounds good to me.” We scroll through the list of movies before deciding on one. I kick my shoes off as Lennon pulls a fuzzy blanket over us. Then he tucks me right into his side. I snuggle more into him, loving how it feels being in his arms. This was so not how I thought my date night was going to turn out. I still can’t believe I’m here. All of this is happening so fast, but it feels right. As if this is where I was always meant to be.
I smile to myself thinking about how Lennon had tracked me down and pretty much told my date to get lost. Something I’d wanted to do from the second he introduced himself to me but my manners wouldn't let me. I admire that Lennon says whatever he wants. I wish I could do that.
I guess I’ve started to in some ways. Moving out from my parents’ house was an example of one of them. I could have stayed there and continued to placate them, but I didn’t. I took the first step so that I could begin to spread my wings.
I slip my arm across his stomach, resting my head more on his chest. I have no idea what is going on in the movie. All I can think about is the small circles Lennon’s fingers are drawing on my back. I tilt my head up to look at him. He’s staring down at me. My eyes drop to his lips and before I can change my mind I Iift up and press my mouth against his.