Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
She’s so gorgeous.
Her body clenches around mine out of nowhere, and she cries my name, coming hard. I’m right behind her. I thrust deep, fully seated as I explode inside her, gasping her name as I rise up on my toes in pleasure. I rock into her, the overstimulation sending fire up my spine. I squeeze her hips before running my lips along her neck to her ear. “You’re a dream, KenniLeigh.”
She turns her face to touch her lips to mine, and I fall into the kiss.
Just as I fall into her daily. She kisses my mustache before kissing the tip of my nose. “I love you, Dean.”
God, those words get me every time. I press my nose to her lips and whisper, “I love y—”
“Now that you’re done, can you please put your clothes on?”
We both freeze. In slow motion, we look over to find Jackson staring off to the side, visibly uncomfortable. “Jackson?”
“Heya, Dean,” he mutters, shaking his head. “Someone called the cops on you two, and when I realized who it was, I figured I’d let you finish since you helped me with Liam.”
“How nice,” I say with a nod. “Thanks, but can you do me a solid and act like we’re not here?”
He hisses out a breath, still unable to look at me. “Sorry, but multiple people complained.”
“Oh my God,” Kenni mutters, and when I look at her, it’s like I’m seeing seventeen-year-old Kenni with running on her mind. Fuck if I don’t fall in love with her all over again.
“Don’t you dare try to run.”
She widens her eyes. “I can’t outrun him!”
“Good,” I say as we quickly get dressed. “I’ll get us out of this.”
Her whole face is bright red, and I’m sure I look the same. We walk toward Jackson, and he sighs deeply when he faces us. “Sorry, guys, but you’re under arrest for public nudity and public indecency.”
Kenni cries out in horror as I laugh. “Come on, Jackson. Just let us off with a warning.”
He shakes his head. “Sorry, Dean. I have orders.”
“Call my dad, and he’ll stop this!” Kenni cries, and my stomach flips.
Fuck.
Jackson grimaces. “His orders.”
“God help me,” she mumbles, and she’s spitting mad when he cuffs her. “I swear I’m going to talk Chelsea into dumping your ass! You know I changed her diapers!”
He guides her and me to the cop car, putting her in first and then me before shutting the door. “I am going to kill you for this, Dean Moore! Our kids are going to freak!” Then she sees that my hands aren’t cuffed. “Why aren’t you cuffed?” I can’t help it. My face breaks into a grin, and her eyes widen. “Do you think this is a time to be smiling?”
Just like when we were seventeen and eighteen, the red and blue lights flash, making her eyes glow in the darkness. She sits in my jersey, full of my come, and while she’s definitely spitting mad, she’s all mine. “I fell for you in the back of a cop car.”
She glares. “I am aware. But again, this isn’t the time—”
I hold up a diamond solitaire ring that belonged to my mother and has been passed down through my family. It’s not much, just a carat, but the part that makes it special is all the initials carved along the gold band. I added Kenni’s and mine a few weeks ago. “I figured I’d ask you to marry me in the same place I knew I’d love you for the rest of my days.”
I watch as her eyes widen, but then they narrow. “You had us arrested to ask me to marry you?”
I grin. “Sure as hell did.”
I reach behind her, unlocking cuffs with the key Jackson handed me, just for her to smack me in the chest. “You ass!”
I laugh then capture her wrist, placing kisses on her palm. “I love you, Kenni.”