Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 112736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
“You know what that means?” Coy asks him.
Levi shakes his head and chokes out, “No.”
Coy nods his head as if he expected that answer. “It means that while I’m gone, you gotta be the man of the house.”
“Man of the house?” Levi repeats with a sniffle.
“Yup,” Coy grins. “Anytime I’m not here, you’re the man of the house. You’re in charge.”
“Coy,” I frown, not liking where this is going.
Coy shoots me a look that screams stay out of this.
Levi looks between us then asks, “I’m in charge?”
“That’s right,” Coy confirms with a grin, “and that means it’s your responsibility to take care of the place. You think you can do that?”
Still unsure, Levi glances up at me and my worried face.
And dammit if it isn’t my worry that seems to convince him.
Puffing up, he looks back to Coy and tells him, “I can do that.”
“That’s my boy,” Coy says as he gives him an affectionate slap on the back. “Now give your momma a hug so we can go.”
Levi gives me a tight squeeze and I hug him back, telling him, “I love you, honey.”
Then Coy grabs my hand and pulls me to my feet.
Still not convinced this is the right thing to do as Levi looks back at me with a touch of apprehension, I shoot Coy a sharp look.
He shakes his head and begins to drag me toward the front door even though my boots don’t want to move in that direction.
“You two finally leaving?” Darlene asks with a smirk as Coy drags me past her.
“Yup,” Coy grins back at her. “Take good care of my boy for me.”
Darlene rolls her eyes. “Don’t I always?”
Shaking her head, Darlene starts to walk over to Levi.
I try to twist around to look at Levi again but Coy gives a sharp tug on my hand.
Growing a little irritated because once again he’s being entirely too heavy-handed, I try to tug my hand back. “Coy…”
“Keep moving, Allie,” he growls, and I’m tempted to punch him in the face.
How dare he separate me from my son?
Someone starts knocking on the front door as soon as we reach it. Again, I try to tug my hand from Coy’s grip as he opens the door, but his fingers squeeze until he’s nearly cutting off my circulation.
“Come on in, brothers,” Coy says to Hammy and Tampon.
Behind me, I can hear Darlene telling Levi it’s time to start getting ready for bed as the two guys walk in.
Then Levi shouts, “My daddy says I’m the man of the house and I don’t want to go to bed yet!”
Coy starts to snicker and my eyes widen in shock. “Coy! Look what you did!”
Still snickering, Coy glances back at me and says, “Darlene will be fine, she’s a tough ol’ lady. She’s got this.”
“Oh my god, you did it on purpose,” I gasp, and then I start to snicker as well when I hear Darlene getting pissed and Levi giving her a lot of grief about being in charge. “You’re sadistic.”
“Never forget it,” he says smugly as he tugs me past the two worried looking prospects and out the door.
Coy and I are still snickering as we step into the night. Hand gripping mine, but not quite as hard as a moment ago, Coy leads me up to the garage.
Tipping my head back, I peer up at the sky. I have no clue what time it is, but it’s full dark. The sky is clear, all the stars are out, sparkling above us, and I can feel something close to anticipation buzzing in my veins.
Taking a deep breath, I pull the warm, summer night air into my lungs, and my anticipation only grows as I taste the sweetness.
The night feels like it’s full of possibilities…
I can’t remember the last time I had a night out. The past two years, I’ve been basically living in a prison. Trapped in my apartment and guarded around the clock. And on the rare occasions Mikhail did take me out, it was never pleasant…
Coy suddenly tugs me into him as the garage door starts to roll up.
He grins at me when I look at him in surprise. “You ready, Allie Cat?”
My lips stretch to match his grin, his happiness infectious, and I nod back. “As ready as I’ll ever be.”
“Fuck yeah,” he says, and before I can stop him, he bends down and kisses me hard.
I’m so happy right now just being with him, I don’t try to push him away.
Fuck the lipstick.
Coy kisses me long and deep before he finally pulls himself away from me like he’s forcing himself to do it.
“Goddamn, I feel like I’ve been waitin’ for this all my life,” he growls against my lips. “Waitin’ to get you back on my bike with me.”
Then he gives me another hard, quick kiss and tugs me into the garage.