Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35111 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35111 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
I’m yours forever, no matter...no matter if you have me or not.
Or not.
She looked at Dodds. “Please take me back to him.”
“Right away, Mrs. Sallis.” And with a swift turn of the wheel that had her clutching the handlebar for support, Dodds drove them quickly back to the bar and made a turn so they could get to where Mykolas was.
His security team immediately allowed them to pass, and she realized that the press had only been able to get close to him because Mykolas had allowed it. Fresh tears stung her eyes as she came to understand that it was yet another way for him to punish himself.
When Dodds stopped the car, she threw the door open and jumped out. Dodds started honking his horn, creating a furor that allowed Velvet to force her way to the front. She was so bent on reaching Mykolas that when she finally found herself past the crowd, she lost her footing and ended up crashing into him.
Mykolas looked down at the woman who had crashed into his arms and was stunned to find a crying Velvet meeting his gaze. He said dazedly, “Velvet?”
“L...L...L...” God, it was so hard to say the words even though she knew this time she had to. Because this time, she also knew that how she felt about Mykolas was the same way he felt about her.
“What are you doing here?” he demanded hoarsely.
“L...L...” She looked at him, begging for him to understand. But it was as if he didn’t want to allow himself to hope, fearing that if he did and it wasn’t true, he would never be able to get over it.
Velvet swallowed, inhaled, and tried again. “L...L...Let’s fuck?”
WHOA. Camera bulbs started flashing more quickly, the whole crowd suspended in disbelief at her words, which she had apparently spoken more loudly than she meant to.
Mykolas on the other hand was looking at her as if he didn’t quite know what to make of her. “You want to fuck right now?”
She stammered, “No, I mean, yes...” She glared at him in frustration.
Mykolas felt like she was waiting for him to say something, but damn if he could figure it out. All he knew was that she was here, and he might...he might still have a chance. “I love you, Velvet,” he whispered. He couldn’t help it. “You are and will always be my love.”
Oh.
She threw her arms around him, and suddenly the words were so easy to say. “Love you,” she whispered. “So much.”
Epilogue
“Happy first monthsary, Mr. Lambert!” Velvet jumped out of her hiding place.
“What the fuck?” Since all the lights in their living room were closed and it was a few minutes past midnight, his wife had almost succeeded in giving him a heart attack, coming out like a ghost from one darkened corner. “You gave me the scare of my life...”
The lights switched on, revealing Velvet’s crestfallen face.
“...my love,” Mykolas hastily ended. God, he kept forgetting pregnancy had made her sensitive and moody.
When her face lit up with a beaming smile, Mykolas knew he had done the right thing.
“I just wanted to surprise you,” she admitted to him with a pout.
The pouting lip never failed with him, and in seconds he had her in his arms and was kissing her hard. He was aroused, too, very much so, if the way his cock was practically grinding into her pussy was any indication.
And that was a good thing, Velvet thought with a sigh as Mykolas lifted his head, considering what her gift to him was. “I have another surprise for you,” she told him excitedly and immediately pulled him towards the stairs.
“Just remember I’m a lot older than you are,” he reminded her half-seriously.
Velvet only snorted. “You just turned thirty.”
“With the way your surprises turn out, I’m thirty going on sixty.” It was not an exaggeration. Last week’s surprise had started with Velvet bursting into tears while they were having a candlelit dinner in a fancy restaurant. With everyone glaring at them, Mykolas had felt like the world’s greatest jerk even though he had no fucking idea what he had done wrong and was even more clueless and desperate about what he should do to make Velvet feel better.
It was only when he was about to go insane with worry did she stop crying long enough to tell him she was pregnant.
Velvet was standing next to the door of their bedroom, a naughty look on her beautiful face. “Ready?”
“Ready,” he affirmed even though he wasn’t really sure there was a way to be ready for Velvet’s brand of surprises.
She threw the door open. “Ta-da!”
For a moment, all he could do was stare.
A second later, Mykolas recovered from his surprise and whistled, making her laugh. “Do you like it?” she asked as she pulled him inside the room with her.