Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 48808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 244(@200wpm)___ 195(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 244(@200wpm)___ 195(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
"Hell, yes."
And that's precisely what we do a week later. Our parents are pissed, but Chloe is over the moon, and that's all that fucking matters to me.
I spent a lifetime getting it wrong with her. Now, I'm finally getting it right. Her wants and needs always come first. Even if our parents are disappointed, I figure they get it.
They know precisely what it's like to love like this.
Epilogue
Trystan
Five Years Later
"Can we gets a chickwawa, Daddy?" Bria asks, staring up at me from her bed with wide eyes as I attempt to tuck her in. Like usual, it's a losing battle. As soon as I get her arms under the blankets, she kicks her feet free. I cover them, and her arms pop out.
She wiggles all day, every day. Like her mama, the girl never stops. Honestly, her little brothers aren't much better. They're in that stage where they just want to wreck shit all day long. Having twin two-year-olds is a battlefield.
I wouldn't trade it, though, not for a second. Our kids are the highlight of my life. And their mama? She's still my entire life. I love her more every damn day.
"A what?" I ask Bria, my brows furrowed, praying she isn't asking for what I think she's asking for.
"A chickwawa," she chirps.
Jesus. I've never even been to war, and I'm having battle flashbacks. It's been five years, and Tom still wants to fuck me up every time he sees me. Thanos has gotten better about dealing with his drama when we dogsit, so it's not as bad, but Jesus Christ. I don't even know why the dog is holding a grudge at this point.
Wyatt and Chloe both think it's hilarious. It is not. Can't a motherfucker get a second chance?
"They're so cute!"
She's right. They are cute. Cute little balls of terror who thrive on fear. There's not a chance in hell that we're getting her one. Absolutely not.
"I'll think about it, baby girl."
Her little hand immediately pops out from beneath the blanket, her pinky extended. "Pwomise?"
I sigh heavily, looping my pinky through hers. "Promise."
She beams up at me, all smiles and sweetness. And then she grabs her stuffed bear, curling up on her side. "Can he wook like Tom?"
I groan softly, shaking my head. "Whatever you want, love bug."
"'Kay. Night, Daddy."
"Night, baby girl." I brush my hand over her head, muttering to myself. Why the fuck can't I ever tell her no? We do not need a Chihuahua.
Looks like we're getting one anyway.
I make sure to turn on her nightlight before turning off the overhead light and slipping out into the hall. I step across the hall to check on her brothers, chuckling when I see Elias sleeping sideways across his little bed. Theo is curled up beside him with his thumb in his mouth.
I tiptoe across the room to readjust Elias, pulling the blanket up over them. I don't bother carrying Theo back to his bed. He'll just find his way back to his twin like always.
Once I kiss both of them, I slip out, heading for our room.
"Jesus," I growl, coming to a dead stop when I see Chloe standing in the middle of our bedroom, naked. My cock immediately stiffens, turning to steel against the fly of my pants.
She glances over her shoulder at me, her lips quirking into a grin. She grows a little more beautiful every year. It's an endless source of worry for me. There are too many men in this world willing to take her away from me. I lose sleep thinking about that shit, and doing every damn thing I can to make sure it never happens.
Donny slunk back into the shadows where he belonged after spending a few days in jail. We never heard from him again. But I still look over my shoulder, just waiting for him or another prick like him to try something.
"Are you staring at my ass again?" Chloe asks me.
"Hell, yes." I prowl toward her, my eyes locked on hers. "When am I not staring at that gorgeous ass, baby?"
She taps her bottom lip, pretending to think about it. "When you're asleep?"
"I'm touching it then, Coco," I remind her, pulling her into my arms.
She just loops hers over my shoulders, grinning at me. "Are the babies asleep?"
"Yeah. All except Bria. She was extorting me for a Chihuahua."
"Did you tell her no?"
"Fuck, no." I look at my wife like she's lost her mind. "There's no way I'm breaking her heart, baby. We're getting a goddamn Chihuahua."
Bright, happy laughter spills from Chloe's lips. "You're such a pushover."
I grunt, tangling my hand in her hair to angle her head. My lips land against hers, silencing her laughter. Within seconds, she's squirming against me, her hand sliding down my body toward my cock.
I grab her before she manages to get that far, pulling her into the bathroom with me.