Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 81867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
“I’m not sure you could be any sexier than what you already are.”
“Good answer,” I reply, reaching back to squeeze her leg.
Juniper doesn’t hesitate, turning the clippers on and running the guard over my scalp. My hair wasn’t overly long but when it comes off, it sure looks like a lot. It takes no time at all and I have nothing but a thick layer of stubble all over my head. I twist my head left, then right as I study myself. “Goddamn… I’m even more handsome.”
Juniper laughs and whips the towel off my shoulders. She then strips off her clothes and orders me to do the same. “Get in the shower. But we can’t get your staples wet so be careful.”
No matter how tired we both are, the fact that we’re naked and washing each other with slick soap causes certain things to happen. Hot kisses and hands wandering over bodies, I’ve got Juniper pinned, my cock thrusting deep within her. Both my hands grip hers tight, pressing them against the wall, and I close my eyes to focus on the sound of her moans and her tight pussy wringing the most exquisite pleasure out of me.
After the shower, I watch Juniper dry her hair and then I pull her upstairs into the room she was using when she first arrived. The memories of what happened last night in my bedroom are too fresh, and I’m thinking that even though our friends did an amazing job cleaning the carpet, the entire suite might get a complete makeover. Trash everything inside and start over. I’ll let Juniper decorate it however she wants so she knows it’s as much hers as it is mine.
We crawl under the covers naked and I pull her into my arms. Even though we fucked just half an hour ago under the steaming water, I want her again. However, she yawns as soon as she settles against my chest and I decide we’re both better served with a long nap to refresh our bodies.
It’s quiet as we lie there, my hand rubbing small circles on her back and her fingertips gliding back and forth over the center of my chest.
“You know,” I say into the void, breaking the silence, “everything’s been so crazy the last several hours, I didn’t get a chance to talk about your little stunt with Joshua.”
“Little stunt?” she asks softly.
“Yeah… that thing you did where you goaded him to move for the gun. It was dangerous and you took too big of a risk.”
“I won’t apologize,” she says, her tone no different. Just sleepy and content.
I can’t help but chuckle. “I wouldn’t ask you to. My point in bringing it up is only to highlight how well you know me. You knew I’d never pull that trigger unless he made a move. You provoked him to make it easier on me and my conscience. Even though we were both facing possible death, you were clear-headed enough to reason out a way to end it. Most of all, you trusted me to be able to take him down. If that doesn’t tell the complete story of why I love you so much, I don’t know what does.”
Juniper lifts her head to look at me. “If the gun was in my hand, I would have pulled the trigger when I walked into the room. I thought he’d killed you in that garage and I wanted to end him.”
I put my hand on the back of her head, pulling her down for a kiss. “You wouldn’t have pulled that trigger any faster than I would have. You would have made sure there was no other way. But honestly, babe, that gun wasn’t the most dangerous thing in that room. It was your sharp tongue and you knew exactly what to say to cut him deep. You were fucking amazing.”
“You were amazing. You reacted so quickly and stopped him cold. You saved my life.”
“And you saved mine when you told me you loved me last night,” I reply, kissing her again.
When her mouth lifts from mine, she smiles with so much tenderness, my heart clenches tight. “We’ve had a hell of a journey to get here, haven’t we?”
“So many regrets within that journey—”
She kisses me hard to shut me up. “Not for me. I refuse to boil down what we have to what we didn’t. It’s all about the now.”
“And the future,” I add.
“We’re going to have the best future,” she promises and then settles back down against my chest.
I wrap my arms around her, squeezing gently. “The absolute best,” I agree.
We fall into silence and I’m drowsy, the trauma and expenditure of adrenaline finally latching on. My eyes drift closed but pop right back open when Juniper says, “I want children.”
She lifts her head again and stares at me intently. I hate that I see trepidation in her gaze.