Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 55395 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55395 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
“Ma cherié, I wish I were a fly on the wall when you tell your Jagger the news.” We’re on the phone for our daily check-in. Sometimes we text, but most times, it’s a phone call.
“Me too. Oh, Jagger’s home. Have fun tonight with your Mr. Bennet. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” I wiggle my eyebrows, which she obviously can’t see, except she knows me well enough to know what I’m doing. The giggling on the other end of the line says plenty.
“Have a good night, and I’ll try to refrain from all of these things you try to get me to do. Je’taime, ma fille.” I love it when Naomi uses the term my daughter.
“Je’taime. Salut, on se reparle bientôt!” I reply that I love her, and we’ll talk soon.
“Oui, oui.” She clicks off, and I do the same just as Jagger walks through the door. I’ve been in the middle of whipping up something for dinner while chatting on the phone. I turn the burner down and move away from the stove to walk toward him.
“Hey, gorgeous. Something smells good.” He is already out of his boots and dropping his tablet and a set of plans on the dining room table that’s off the living room.
“Hey, it’s only Cajun chicken orzo. Did you have a good day at work?” I meet him halfway. His hands wrap around my waist, and he lifts me off my feet. My legs wrap around his waist, and he presses his forehead to mine.
“It’s not only. You took Shadow to the vet, then came home and cooked dinner. Lyric, that’s a lot you didn’t have to do. Appreciate you a hell of a lot, and I’m showing you my gratitude when you deserve it,” Jagger says, melting more than my heart. My panties are completely saturated. I may as well not be wearing any when he’s around anyways. At least today, I was smart and put on a pair of biker shorts and an oversized shirt. I did one of those front tuck deals in order for it to not look like I am pantless in public.
“Well, I think the appreciation can go both ways. Now, kiss me, please.” He slides his nose along mine, teeth nipping at my upper lip. My tongue slides out, and he captures my mouth with his. I woke up with him this morning, completely wrapped up in his warmth. At the feel of his arms holding me in his grasp while his cock nudged my opening, I opened my thighs without hesitation. There’s no better feeling than waking up with Jagger, and since our round of lovemaking caused him to rush out the door for work, I made sure to keep off my phone anytime I thought about sending him a text. Thankfully, he opened the line of communication, and I sent him random messages, mostly of Shadow pouting like I’m her sworn enemy.
“I have a question to ask you.” We pull back from our kiss, and I have to ask him what the vet verified today.
“Shoot.” He walks through the house with me wrapped around his body, heading into the kitchen, where I know he’ll grab a bottle of beer. When we stopped by my house yesterday to grab clothes, toiletries, and a few other things, we also stopped at the grocery store. He needed a few things, and I wanted certain things as well, including the couple of bottles of white wine that are now besides his preferred beer.
“Why did you think Shadow is a girl?” My ass meets the counter, and Jagger does exactly what I expect.
“Want one?” He opens the fridge door and grabs a beer to offer.
I shake my head no on the offered beer. “Wine, please.” The pasta dish and a Cesar salad I prepared called for wine. Beer is more my speed when it comes to having pizza, burgers, and wings.
“I’ve gotta buy wine glasses,” Jagger murmurs while he pours my glass, then hands it to me and twists the metal cap back on. I watch as he bends the metal between his thumb and forefinger, doing it with such ease that his muscles barely contract. I close my legs, finding the action insanely hot.
“I don’t mind these.” They’re short juice-style glasses and get the job done. I’m still awaiting my answer about Shadow, giving him time to wind down. He told me this morning he had to stop at my house to end the day, like he always does. He also said they had a new project to start, he had meetings with the crews, and there was office work, his least favorite. Jagger brings the bottle to his lips, winking before giving me a slow grin, before he proceeds to guzzle half of his bottle. Clearly, the office work got the better of him today.