Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 90464 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 452(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90464 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 452(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
The raw sound in his voice sends goose bumps over my skin, and I lift a hand to cover my mouth.
“No,” he cries, and it sounds so real my heart beats faster. “Don’t die on me. Don’t you dare leave me.”
When he breaks down and tears leave tracks through the dirt on his face, I begin to get worried because this time, it doesn’t feel like he’s acting.
I stand up, gripping the smoothie and Tupperware tightly while I watch Easton let out a shuddering breath before whispering, “Open your eyes, Bella.”
“Cut!” the director shouts. “Perfect!”
Easton helps Milla back onto her feet before turning around and walking away. Not wasting a second, I rush after him as he stalks toward his trailer.
I follow him inside and quickly pull the door shut before setting his smoothie and Tupperware down on the counter. He walks to the middle of the sitting area, and keeping his back to me, I hear him suck in a sharp breath.
Coming up behind him, I whisper, “Easton?”
Suddenly, he spins around and grabs me to him, and then my heart breaks all over again when he lets out a broken cry.
I hold him as tight as I can to me, brushing my hand over his back. “I’ve got you. Shh, I’m here.”
It takes a few minutes before he’s able to regain control over his emotions, but even after he calms down, he still clings to me.
“Better?” I murmur.
He nods, then admits, “I thought of Rachel to make the scene as realistic as possible.”
“Oh, Easton.” I keep rubbing my hand over his back and press a kiss to his hair and neck. “I could feel it.”
“I’m so fucking glad you’re here,” he whispers before taking a deep breath.
I keep holding him as long as he needs me to, then he mutters, “That take better be perfect because I’m not doing it again.”
“The director said it’s perfect, so you don’t have to worry.” When I pull a little back and see the tear tracks on his face, I ask, “Can I clean your face, or do you have to keep the makeup on?”
“You can remove it.”
After he takes a seat at the dressing table, I grab a pack of facial wipes and carefully clean his skin.
“Why did you come back?”
“I brought you a smoothie and dinner,” I explain while focusing on getting all the makeup off.
He stares at me for a few minutes, then whispers, “You’re so good to me.”
My lips curve up. “Yeah?”
He lifts his hand, and wrapping his fingers around the back of my neck, he tugs my face closer to his. “Yeah.” He presses his mouth to mine and kisses me with so much passion I swear my toes curl.
Easton doesn’t break the kiss as he stands up. As we make our way to the back of the trailer, where a double bed is located, we strip off our clothes.
Needing him as much as he needs me, I push him to sit down on the edge of the bed before I climb onto his lap. Not wasting time with foreplay, I take his thick, hard length inside me, and we both groan in unison.
“So fucking good.” His tone is rough with satisfaction.
Grabbing hold of my hips, he thrusts up every time I push down on him, and together, we set a wild pace. With my arms wrapped around his neck, I kiss him while relishing in the incredible feel of him moving deep inside me.
I get to comfort him.
I get to pleasure him.
I get to love him.
God, my life is becoming something straight out of a fairy tale.
Chapter 31
Easton
Lying with my head on Nova’s lap and my eyes closed, I soak up the attention she’s giving me. She keeps dragging her fingers through my hair while her other hand draws patterns on my chest.
I have no idea what’s playing on the TV.
“This is nice,” I sigh.
“It is. You’ve been working your butt off and deserve to rest a little. I’m glad you have three days off.”
Just as I open my eyes, Nova’s phone starts to ring in the kitchen. I let out a groan. “Don’t answer it.”
“It might be Lainey’s school,” she says as she pulls her thighs from under my head.
I sit up and watch Nova frown when she looks at the screen. “Hello?” Her eyes widen. “Oh, hi, Deputy Stone.”
My eyebrow rises, and I climb to my feet.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry. Ah . . . can you hold for me quickly?” Nova covers the phone with her hand, then says, “The deputy sheriff found my grandfather walking in town, and it sounds like he was confused and didn’t know where he was. Will it be okay if I go to Verona to check on him?”
The man never did anything for Nova, but not wanting to be a bastard, I nod. I take the phone from her. “Hi, I’m Nova’s partner. Where’s Mr. Allen now?”