Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
“I’m not denying anything.”
“One day, we’ll have kids but not yet. We’ve got a lot of stuff to do together first.”
“You think we’re going to have kids?”
“Yeah, lots of them. Once this is done, we’re going to get married, have some time together, and get started on six kids.”
“Six?”
“You keep repeating everything I say,” he said.
“Do you even hear yourself?”
Gash smirked. “I hear myself. Tell me what I’ve just said isn’t a dream come true for you?”
“I’ve not thought about it.”
He saw it was the truth. Charlotte wasn’t trying to lie to him.
Closing the distance between them, he cupped her face, tilting her head back. “All of these years it has been you that has brought me back from the brink of going insane. When I got out of prison I didn’t know what I was missing, but being with you, I don’t want this to end, Charlotte.”
She snorted. “You thought I helped send you away.”
“Yeah, and there’s nothing I can say to express how sorry I am about that. I was conflicted, but I’m not conflicted anymore. I know what I want, and I want you.”
“You want me?”
“Yeah. You’re my old lady, Charlotte. There’s not going to be another woman for me, and there’s going to be no other guy for you but me.” He stroked his thumb over her bottom lip. “We didn’t get our chance last time. This is our chance, and I’m not going to back down without a fight.” He pressed a kiss to her lips. It was a gentle kiss, nothing too demanding. “We’re going to have kids someday, and you’re going to have my ring on your finger.”
Charlotte chuckled. “You’re so sure of yourself.”
“Drop your towel. Take a chance with me, and let me show you that I mean every single word I say.”
She paused, the smile dropping from her lips.
“I’ll take care of you. I’ll love and protect you.”
“Love?”
“Yeah, love, Charlotte.”
“You don’t know if you love me. It has been too soon.”
Gash sighed. She was always so doubtful. He didn’t remember her being like this. From the night he first saw her, he’d come to the realization that he was in love with her, had always been in love with her. Over seven years ago, he’d fucked her roommate, and throughout it all, he’d imagined it was Charlotte underneath him. She was the only woman he wanted, the only woman that had invaded his heart, and settled there. No matter how much he wished to deny it, being around her again, he couldn’t do it. They were meant to be together.
“Give me a chance to prove myself to you. No more pain.”
She was his entire world.
If she asked him to turn around now, and spend the rest of their lives together, he would. He would forget about his need for revenge, and live the rest of his life without it. Charlotte gave him a future that he could settle with forgetting his past.
Charlotte dropped the towel, and he wrapped his arms around her, gripping her ass, and pulling her close to him. His cock pressed against her stomach, and he ran his hands up and down her body. Her pale skin was so soft.
“You’ve got a lot of scars.”
He pulled away, sliding his fingers down her arms, and turning her wrists up. “So do you.” Gazing down her body, he saw there were scars on her body as well. Across her stomach, there was an uneven scar. Caressing his fingers across the scar, he frowned. There was another on the other side of her stomach. He looked down to find another scar on her thigh. “What did you do?”
“I sucked at taking out my wrists, so I tried other ways, bleeding out. Doctor Williams was so annoyed. I almost succeeded with my thigh. After that, he kept me in confinement, and made sure I couldn’t move. He talked to me, and I didn’t have a choice but to listen to him. It was the best thing he ever did for me.”
“No more.”
“No more.” She nodded.
Going to his knees, he pressed a kiss to each scar on her stomach, then on her thigh. Next, he kissed her wrists. “Forgive me for not being with you.”
“There’s nothing to forgive, Gash.”
Climbing to his feet, he kissed each of her nipples then sank his fingers into her hair. Slamming his lips down on hers, Charlotte gasped, opening her lips. Sliding his tongue into her mouth, he moaned, loving the way she gave herself to him.
“You’ve had no other man since me?” he asked.
“Not one. I’ve not been interested.”
He pressed her against the wall, releasing her hair, and putting her hands above her head. “I can’t promise this time will be slow. Soon, I’ll go slow, not today.”
“I didn’t ask for slow.”
“I was fucking wrong about you, so wrong.” Claiming her lips once again, Gash held her hands up against the wall with one of his, and with his other hand, he caressed down her body. He pinched her right nipple, pebbling it. Down he went to slide his hand between her thighs. He cupped her pussy, teasing her clit. She was soaking wet.