Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21547 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 108(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 72(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21547 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 108(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 72(@300wpm)
She leans up and kisses me. “So this time next week...”
Her voice trails off, and I think to what will be going on this time next week. It will be two days after she agrees to be mine. “We’ll be on our honeymoon, and you’ll probably be pregnant.”
Her eyes get big and are sparkling back at me. “What is this obsession with you wanting to get me pregnant?”
My heart is racing in my chest. I don’t know how I can explain my desire to breed her, but I know that this uneasy feeling that something is about to happen won’t settle until I know she’s mine and mine forever. I let out a whoosh of air. “Because I won’t stop until you’re all mine.”
Chapter 2
Nicole
The last week Ethan has made sure we haven’t been alone again, and I know exactly why. For whatever reason, he’s holding on to the idea that we should wait until marriage, and I can’t be upset about it. Sexually frustrated for sure, but not mad.
I open my phone and read the text again that he sent me this morning. I love you, Nicole Watson and I can’t wait for you to be my wife. I feel like I’ve waited for you my whole life and finally all my dreams are coming true. I promise to love you forever. I’ll see you tonight at the rehearsal. Xo, Ethan
I let out a loud sigh and put my phone back into my pocket. I’m ready for tomorrow. Heck, I’m more than ready. I have everything in boxes, and the movers are going to move all of my things to his house while we’re on our honeymoon.
I’m ready for the rehearsal dinner already, even though Ethan’s not supposed to be here for another hour. I’ve wanted this for so long, and I can’t believe that tomorrow I’m going to be Mrs. Ethan Cannon.
As I tape up the very last box, the doorbell rings. I smile instantly, wondering if it’s Ethan arriving early. I practically run down the stairs and swing the front door open with a huge smile on my face. It drops a little when I find Ethan’s brother on the other side instead of him.
“Bobby. What are you doing here?”
He wipes his hand across his face and sucks in a deep breath. “Nicole...” he starts, and there’s so much emotion in his voice, but he stops talking, his face scrunched up in pain.
Something’s not right.
I grab on to the edge of the door. “What is it? What’s wrong? Where’s Ethan?”
I get louder the more I look at him, trying to figure out why he’s staring at me the way he is. I stomp my foot and move toward him. “Bobby! What is it?”
He reaches for me, and I back up. It’s bad. I know it’s bad, and I’m scared to death at what’s going to come out of his mouth right now. “What. Is. It?” I ask him through gritted teeth.
“It’s Ethan. It’s bad, honey. I’m going to take you to the hospital.”
I clench my eyes closed and open them. “What happened? Is he okay?”
When Bobby doesn’t answer me right away, I ask him again with my feet firmly planted where I’m standing. “Is. He. Alive?”
He lifts his shoulders in a shrug. I can’t stand seeing the look on his face. “Yes, Nicole. He’s alive, but...”
I shake my head and all but push him out the door. “He’s alive. That’s all I need to know. Let’s go.”
My mom is at work, so I shut the door behind me and run to Bobby’s car parked in the driveway. We’re silent on the way to the hospital. I have a thousand questions, but I don’t ask any of them. All that matters to me is that Ethan’s alive, and I know we can deal with whatever else.
When we get to the hospital emergency room, I ask to see Ethan Cannon. I’ve learned that when you mention the Cannon name, people take notice. I’m sure it has to do with the wealth of the family, but that’s never mattered to me before now. Damn, I hope his family’s name is getting him the best treatment possible.
The nurse looks at me and then Bobby. “I’m sorry, but until we get him settled, he’s unable to see visitors.”
I’m about to go across the small desk when I hear Ethan’s father call my name from behind me. I run to him, and when he opens his arms, I step into them, and he wraps me up in a hug. He’s holding me so tightly, but I don’t care. The man has never been one to show a lot of emotion, so he obviously needs this as much as I do.
“Ethan’s been saying your name ever since I got here.”
I pull back. “Take me to him.”