Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 107803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 539(@200wpm)___ 431(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 539(@200wpm)___ 431(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)
Her brows went up. “That sounds good.”
“What about the store today?” I asked, as I got the eggs out.
Lilibeth glanced out the window, where it was still snowing heavily. “I doubt anyone will bother to open today, with the way this snow is still coming down. I think I lost my phone in the snow when Lyra threw me. I hope Moreen doesn’t try to get to the store. I’m sure she’s texted me at least once.”
“Do you want to use my phone to call Emeline?”
“That would be great. I don’t have anyone’s numbers memorized. She can let Moreen know for me.”
“It’s plugged in next to my bed.”
She slid off the stool. “You don’t mind?”
“Please, make yourself at home, Lilibeth.”
A shy smile appeared on her face as she headed back toward my bedroom. I looked back at the eggs and realized that, aside from my sisters and mother, Lilibeth was the only woman who’d ever been in my house. At least the finished product. The house I’d thought I would be sharing with—
I shut that thought down. Old habits die hard, as they say.
Lilibeth appeared with my phone and handed it to me. I unlocked it, pulled up Emeline’s number, and gave it back to her.
She tapped the phone and put it up to her ear, a soft blush on her face.
“Hey, no, it’s Lilibeth. I’m still at your brother’s house, he’s letting me use his phone.”
She looked up at me, and I winked. She smiled and turned away. Fuck if her innocence wasn’t hot as hell.
I reached up and rubbed at the strange twinge in my chest.
“Um…everything’s good. No, I’m fine here.”
If I knew my sister, she’d asked if Lilibeth wanted to leave. If she had to get into a plow herself, Emeline would come get her if Lilibeth wanted to go.
“Can we talk about this later?” Lilibeth whispered. “I just wanted to see if you could call Moreen. I lost my phone yesterday. I’m sure she’s tried to call me. With this storm, I doubt she’d try to go into the store, but if you wouldn’t mind calling and letting her know we’ll stay closed today, I’d appreciate it.”
I started on the French toast while Lilibeth was still talking on the phone.
“I promise you, your brother is being…amazing. He’s making French toast right now.”
I could just imagine my sister’s reaction to that.
A minute later, Lilibeth appeared next to me. She sighed. “She wants to talk to you.”
I took the phone. “Hey, sis.”
“Okay, what’s going on? Why does Lilibeth sound different? She doesn’t want to leave, and you’re making her French toast? Did she hit her head or something?”
“I’m not a monster, Emeline.”
The line was silent for a second, then she gasped. “Oh my God! Caden, did something happen between the two of you?”
I handed the phone back to Lilibeth. “She’s asking questions.”
She rolled her eyes.
“Hey, Emeline, we’re about to eat breakfast so—” She sighed. “This isn’t really the best time to talk about it.”
I laughed. My little sister was fiercely protective of her friends, always had been.
“I promise you, I’ve never been better. Emeline! I’m hanging up now.” Lilibeth hit end and set the phone down. “Oh my gosh, your sister is something else.”
“When Emeline loves someone, she loves them fully and is very protective.”
“She actually asked me if we slept together.”
Laughing again, I turned and drew her to me. “If she could see you right now, she’d know.”
Lilibeth narrowed her eyes. “How would she know?”
I let my gaze search her face. “First, you’re in my robe. You also look like you’ve been thoroughly fucked.”
Pink crept into her cheeks once again. God, I loved how easily she blushed.
“Plus, you look…happy. Well, happier than usual, Tigger. Thank you for trusting me.”
She looked down, and I lifted her chin with my finger.
“It doesn’t look like this snow is going to let up anytime soon. I know a few ways we can pass the time.”
Her teeth dug into her lower lip and her eyes twinkled.
“Should I show you one of those ways?”
She nodded enthusiastically.
Picking her up, I sat her on the island, then reached behind me to turn off the stove. Standing between her legs, I untied the robe and pushed it open. Her nipples instantly went hard when the cold air touched them. I groaned as I cupped her full breasts and took a nipple into my mouth.
“Caden,” she whispered, as she placed her hands on my shoulders.
I pushed her legs open more and whispered, “Lie back.”
“On the island?” she asked with a nervous laugh.
Nodding, I licked my lips in anticipation of what was to come.
She did as I said, and I pulled her ass to the end of the counter and buried my face between her legs.
“Caden! Oh God!” she cried out.
I was careful to be as gentle as possible, but damn if she didn’t taste like Heaven. Sliding my hands under her ass to lift her, I sucked and licked on her clit between fucking her with my tongue. When she started to cry out my name, I had to fight to keep from taking her right there in my kitchen. That would teach me to slip a condom into my pocket, so I was prepared next time.