Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24900 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24900 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
Caveman
You could do this job with your eyes closed and both hands tied behind your back.
His confidence in me is what prompted me to quit the dental office and take this job. Plus, it’s the perfect way to spend every waking moment with my husband.
Me
I love you
Caveman
I love you, too. Now, let’s get this night over with so we can go home and celebrate.
Me
It’s a date.
I barely hit send before a shadow falls across my iPad. I look up, and those brown eyes are right there, pinning me in place. Nathan has somehow materialized a few feet from me like a heat-seeking missile, all six-and-a-half feet of smug, smug man. My brain blanks out. I think I had a checklist for how to survive my first big night, but now all I can remember is the cinnamon-roll scent of his skin and the way his voice drops an octave when he’s turned on.
There’s an entire club full of people here. Half the town, maybe more, but none of that matters because my husband is in my personal space with a look that promises disaster.
My stomach does a triple backflip. The urge to climb him like a tree is so strong, I almost forget where I am. Instead, I try to suck in a normal breath, which is impossible because Nathan is right there, crowding my space, big and solid and absolutely not subtle about how much he wants to drag me off and do filthy things to me.
He doesn’t even pretend to care about the crowd. His palm slides over my lower back, claiming me, and he bends down until his mouth is brushing the shell of my ear. Every hair on my body stands at attention.
“Let’s get this party over so we can head home and celebrate for real,” Nathan rumbles, voice low and lethal and pure sex.
My knees go straight to jelly. I can’t tell if I want to melt into the floor or haul him into the nearest supply closet and find out exactly what “celebrate for real” means. Probably both.
Life really couldn’t get any better than this. And I’m here for it.