Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17129 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 86(@200wpm)___ 69(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17129 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 86(@200wpm)___ 69(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
“I’m Elliot,” Elliot announced, holding his hand out to Mikayla. She shook it, her smile widening a little. “I’m Harbor’s husband. I feel like I already know you.” He chuckled. “My wife has been talking nonstop about you since meeting you a few months ago. She’s been a bit impatient about Beau bringing you around.”
I rubbed the back of my neck, a sheepish smile tilting my lips. “That was my fault,” I grunted.
Mikayla squeezed my hand. “We did things on our own time. Nothing wrong with that,” she assured me.
Fuck, I wished I’d realized I loved this woman a lot sooner than I did. We’d have saved so much fucking time by not dancing around each other. Where could we be in our lives together if I hadn’t pussy-footed around on my feelings?
“You’ve met Harlan,” I told her, glancing at the man in question. She frowned at him. I snickered. “He was the one who picked our drunk asses up a couple of months ago,” I reminded her.
“Oh!” she exclaimed. Her cheeks colored a very pretty red. “I’m so sorry about that,” she told him. “I don’t normally drink.”
He snorted. “Girly, it’s nothing I haven’t witnessed before. I promise. And you didn’t puke. So bonus points.”
Remi stepped forward, holding his hand out to Mikayla. “I’m Remi,” he told her. “If you ever get sick of Beau, I’m more than willing to take his place.”
I tugged her in front of me and draped an arm across her chest. “Fuck off,” I growled at him.
He barked out a laugh and held his hands up, taking a couple of steps back. Cecily moved forward and pulled Mikayla from me, much to my displeasure. “You’ve hogged her all to yourself for four months, Beau. She’s ours for the day.”
I cupped Mikayla’s cheek, stopping Cecily’s movements. Cecily huffed but waited. “You going to be okay?”
Mikayla smiled at me, pure happiness in her eyes. And at that moment, I realized just how much sadness she’d been carrying around with her.
My family was now her family, and she had needed that. She’d already lost hers. This was her second chance to belong somewhere again. And fuck, it did something to me to be the one to give it to her.
“I will,” she assured me. Leaning up on her tiptoes, she pressed her lips to mine in a chaste kiss. “Love you.”
I grinned at her. “Love you, too, goldie!” I called as Cecily dragged her inside the clubhouse where Athena and Harbor had already disappeared.
Seb clapped me on the back, and Adler leaned his elbow on my shoulder. “How’s it feel to be whipped, brother?” Adler asked.
I raised my beer to my lips. “Blissful.”
Elliot raised his beer to that.