Total pages in book: 157
Estimated words: 146605 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 733(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 489(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146605 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 733(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 489(@300wpm)
It will also mean I would need to spend three weeks in Japan to tie things up. I’m not sure I can go that long without my wife and Ace. I’ll have to figure something out before I drive myself crazier. But I’ll worry more about that when the time comes.
I head upstairs to get ready. The event is actually a casual one. I grab a pair of jeans and shirt before I head into the bathroom to change. I stare at the scar on my face in the mirror. She never once asked me about it or seemed put off by its presence.
I run my finger down it. For so long it was all I could see when I looked at myself. Since Fawn has come into my life it doesn't dominate my thoughts anymore. That’s probably due to the fact that she does. I can be obsessive about things. It's how I’ve gotten so far in life. I’ve just never directed it toward a woman.
“Oh, sorry.” My eyes go to Fawn in the mirror. They lock there for a moment before she turns, half running out of the bathroom. I guess that means she has no plans to come with me tonight. Fuck me. Then her sweet voice calls out from inside the closest. “I’ll be ready in twenty minutes.”
The tightness in my chest starts to ease. She comes floating out of the closet a moment later wearing a light purple dress that has gold flowers on it. My eyes drift down her toned legs that I can’t help but imagine wrapped around me as I sink balls deep into her sweet innocence until I get to her sandals. Even her damn feet are sexy. Her toes are painted to match her outfit. She looks stunning. It takes everything in me to control myself.
“Unless you’re still avoiding me,” she tosses out as she walks past me, not bothering to look my way. My fingers itch to reach out and grab her. I fist my hands. I’m not going to ruin this. Her eyes aren't filled with tears. If anything, she’s pissed. Anger I can deal with much better than her tears. Witnessing them claws at my insides. “You could take someone else if you’d like.” She slams the door to the bathroom, leaving me standing alone.
“I’ll wait downstairs for you,” I tell her through the bathroom door. She doesn't respond. But twenty minutes later, she comes down the stairs glowing like an angel. It dawns on me that people are going to see her. Want her. I can’t blame them. Jealousy starts to rise up inside of me. She’s mine.
Her face is unreadable until Ace comes running into the room. Her whole demeanor changes once she gets a glimpse of him. She smiles so wide and welcomes him in for a hug. Now I’m jealous of Ace. I want her to look at me that way. Not with cold disinterest.
I have to win her back. It’s the only option. Thankfully I never lose, and I don’t plan on starting now.
10
FAWN
“This is all so amazing.” I smile at Rebecca and Jim. They’re the heads at Healing Homes. The things they do for women all over the city are truly incredible. “If there is anything I can ever do to help, please let me know. I would love to get involved in some way.”
“Really?” Rebecca's eyes dart from me to Roman. The man had me plastered to his side since we got out of the car. You’d never know that he’s been avoiding me for the last five days. I have no clue what the hell is going on with him. Either way, I’m pissed.
“Of course.” Roman pulls one of his cards out. Jim tries to take it, but Roman makes it clear he’s giving it to Rebecca. What the hell? I bite the inside of my cheek. Is he trying to piss me off more?
“We’ll be in contact.” She holds on tight to the card.
“I look forward to it.” Before I even finish, Roman is already pulling me away.
“Are you going to talk to everyone here?”
“Maybe.” I give a small shrug. I see his jaw tighten. How is he the mad one? “Are you going to keep giving your cards to other women?” I toss back, trying hard to pretend I don’t care, but if I really didn't, I wouldn't have said anything at all.
He stops walking, staring down at me. He looks adorably confused. I roll my eyes. “I need to use the bathroom.” I jerk my arm from his hold. He lets me go. I wander off, not sure where I’m going.
The second I realized this event was set up to resemble a fair, I wondered why we hadn't brought Ace with us. It turns out they have an age restriction. Everyone in attendance must be eighteen and over. I love the setup they have. There is even a big area with a bar and dance floor. This might all actually be fun if I wasn’t so upset with my husband. And if he weren’t such a temperamental jerk who goes from hot to cold in a matter of seconds.