Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
“Oh my god!” I gasp, really hyperventilating this time. “Holy shit!”
“Yes, I know,” Rick says in a low tone, looking ashamed. “No one ever said anything about my brief first marriage, and in fact, outside of my family, most people didn’t know that I’d been married. I see that Sally never told you, either, because this is obviously a surprise. But I remember you from back in the day, Jenna. You were just a tot in diapers, and you were as innocent as a babe because you were a baby.”
My jaw’s now on the floor as I stare at the huge man.
“So I’m having sex with my ex-stepfather,” I sputter. “Oh my god!”
Rick grimaces.
“Unfortunately, yes, but what we have is more than sex, Jenna. I hope you know that because I love you,” he says fiercely. “I love the fact that you’re smart and independent, and that you have your own career. I love that you tell me what I need to hear sometimes, even when it stings, and don’t care that I’m the big, bad CEO. I adore your lush curves, sweetheart, and I’d love to get married and have babies with you if you’re willing.”
“But you used to be married to my mom!” I screech, still trying to process. “Oh my god!”
“Unfortunately, I was,” the huge man acknowledges with a grimace. “And yes, we did consummate the marriage. Not very many times, but we did. So yes, I have had sex with Sally in the past, and I hope that isn’t going to affect what we have together.”
“It’s definitely going to affect what we have together!” I scream. “Are you insane? You used to have your cock inside my mom’s cunt! You expect me to fuck you now? Do you see visions of Sally when we’re making love? Does my mom appear before you like a ghost?”
“No,” Rick says quickly. “Again, I think your mom and I were married for a week at most. Maybe not even that long because my family intervened pretty quick, so I don’t really know Sally, and we were never truly married. We definitely weren’t in love. But I wish—”
“I don’t care what you wish!” I scream again. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
Rick looks conflicted.
“I thought maybe Sally told you, and you already knew,” he says in a quiet voice. “But it’s obvious that that didn’t happen, and your mom kept you in the dark. I’m sorry you had to find out like this, Jenna. It’s my fault.”
I stare at him, so angry that it feels like the top of my head is going to blow off. Not only that, but a million emotions surge through my veins at once, from rage, fear, and anger, to surprise, bewilderment, and a dizzying “what next?” feeling. But to my horror, my eyes begin to fill with hot tears and then I’ve burst into sobs. Tears stream down my cheeks, my cries wrenching.
“How could you do this?” I scream. “How could you? How could you?” I charge Rick like a madwoman, and he doesn’t step aside. The huge man catches me against his frame as I pummel him with my clenched fists, that broad chest impervious to my blows.
“I’m sorry,” he rasps, his handsome features unhappy. “I’m so sorry, Snowflower. I love you, and I’ll do anything to make it up to you.”
“But how?” I scream, still hitting him. “How do you erase your first marriage? How do you change the past so that it never existed?”
Of course, there’s no way, and I collapse into his strong arms, sobbing my heart out. Rick holds me close, his expression agonized, as I pour out a stream of tears against his bronzed chest.
Finally, the tears dry up a bit and I stare at my man, still angry.
“So what next?”
The billionaire shakes his head, his blue eyes not meeting mine.
“It’s up to you, sweetheart. I’ll do whatever you want me to. You can stay here, and I’ll move out, or you can find a new place and of course, I’ll pay the rent. It’s up to you, Snowflower.”
I stare at this man, my heart beating like a drum in my chest. Is that what I want? To be separated from Rick? Suddenly, I know that it’s not because this man has become everything to me, and I can’t live without him. My heart has somehow become entangled with his even during our short time together, and I know that I’m devastatingly, irrevocably in love with Rick Purdy. Even our tangled past can’t change my emotions, and to his surprise, I lean forward and kiss him hard with my nose still slobby and my cheeks wet.
“Sweetheart, what was that for?” he asks in a low, trembling voice. “You don’t have to forgive me. You can take your time digesting this, and then tell me how you feel on a different day. There’s no rush.”