Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 110721 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110721 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
“Damn right I do. Yeah?”
“I don’t know. Can I process it first?”
“You and your fuckin’ processin’. Can we practice while you process?”
“Meh. I guess so.”
“Don’t act like it’s a sacrifice. Know you love my dick.”
“I love the man attached to it, too.”
“Not sure why.”
“Me either.”
He huffed out a laugh. “Smart asses get spanked.”
“No one said I’m smart.”
“Hooked up with me. I’d call that smart.”
“I’d call that desperate.”
With a playful growl, he finished opening her chef’s coat and shoved up the tank top she wore under it, nipping at her tits.
She wiggled and giggled underneath him.
He loved that fucking sound. Just like he loved hearing his daughter laughing while learning to cook in the kitchen with Taryn or playing a game with Baby Bird.
Or all of them sitting together watching some dumb, but funny, movie.
His girl now had a good future.
Hell, they all did.
It was mind-blowing how quickly his life had changed.
They’d gone from temporarily sharing a bed and roof to sharing a life together. They’d created a family.
A real fucking family.
One he’d never take for granted.
And would die to protect.
Because nobody—absolutely nobody—fucked with the Kings.