Headstrong – Vino & Veritas Read Online Eden Finley

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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 80102 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
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“Good. Because if you haven’t noticed this past year, I like making plans with you. Big, future, permanent plans that might change depending on circumstance, and I’m completely okay with that. I’m prepared for it.”

I’ve come a long way since meeting Whit.

“Oh, yeah? And what else is in these big, future plans of yours? Marriage? Kids?” Whit’s tone is so dry, I know he’s not expecting a serious answer.

If he was serious, I’d tell him I’ll give him any kind of future he wants. He gave me happiness, and not just by loving me. He gave me back a life I’m excited to lead. He gave me back my passion.

I owe everything I look forward to every day to Whit.

“We already have a kid, and you told me I’m not allowed to have another one.” I smirk.

He levels me with a look. “Cows are not children, and if you are going to live here, you’re going to have to learn how to farm properly. Rule number one: don’t name the livestock.”

“But Sidney needs brothers!” I’m messing with him. Mostly.

“I decided I don’t like it when you make plans. You should go back to being allergic.”

“Never. You created this monster. I was happy living my life as a selfish, oblivious grump who didn’t need hockey or a relationship.”

Whit’s eyes narrow. “Were you really happy, though? Truly?”

I don’t even need to think about that. “Not at all. But it’s still your fault I’m like this now.”

Whit stands then pulls me into a hug. “Then I’ll take that. Because it’s worth seeing how happy you are.”

I pull back and smile at him. “I’m happier than I’ve ever been.”

“Good.” Whit’s mouth comes down on mine, hard and sure.

I press myself against him and hold him tight while I push my tongue past his lips. Whit moans and spins us to pin me against the table. He lays me down, sliding the coffee cups out of the way, and covers me with his body.

“How much time do you have?” I ask.

“Enough to get off and get out.”

“Perfect amount.”

Whit reaches for the button on my pants when a loud moo sounds behind us.

Whit turns, and I lean up on my elbows to find Sidney entering the kitchen door.

“See? It’s like having real kids. I’ve heard they interrupt sex.”

Then we hear clucking noises.

Whit’s head whips back to me. “What the fuck is that?”

I might have befriended one of the chickens that Whit recently brought to a new henhouse he built in his yard. It thinks it’s a human, and it’s so cute. “That’s a chicken. Wow, and you say I’m bad at farming.”

“What’s it doing in our house?”

“It’s Sidney’s chicken. He loves it.”

Whit straightens up and adjusts himself. Then he points at me. “No animals in the house. Your responsibility.”

Whit is usually laid-back and easygoing, but I’ve found when it comes to the farm, he’s nothing but professional. It’s admirable, and I have to admit, his bossy side is superhot.

“No more animals in the house,” I say.

“No. No animals at all. You need to get Sidney out of here. And whatever stupid name you’ve called the chicken.”

“It’s Sidney’s chicken, so I guess he’s named her Moo.”

Whit glares at me.

I tell him, “Chickens don’t have names, silly. Only cows.”

“Rainn, I swear to cow, if you don’t get them out of here, you’re not allowed to move in.”

I hold my heart. “You’re falling in love with them, I can tell.”

“Get them outside.” Whit puts his hat back on and walks out the front door.

“Love you,” I call after him.

He grumbles something about “You too,” but I swear he mentions damn cows in there too.

I turn to Sidney. “Come on, boo.”

As I lead him outside, the chicken follows, and when I pick her up and take her up to the henhouse, I look back at Whit’s home—the home that we’ll soon officially be sharing—and I remember back to the day Whit showed me the bones of this place.

Whit has always known who he is and what he wants.

I might’ve stumbled and lost my way more than once, but with him, the future isn’t daunting. I’m excited about our life together.

Some plans play out exactly how they’re supposed to. Some blindside you, and you don’t know what’s happening until they’ve already fallen into place.

Being with Whit is definitely the latter.

He teaches me new things about myself every single day.

And I love him for it.

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