Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
He leans down to kiss me, and I nip his bottom lip before pressing my tongue into his mouth. A full-body shiver runs through him, and he lifts his head and stares down into my eyes. “You’re so fucking perfect,” Gray groans and sits back on his knees. The new position allows his cock to slide deeper with each thrust, and all too soon, I feel a massive orgasm start in my toes and move up to encompass my entire body. When he reaches between us to run his thumb over my clit, another smaller climax rolls through me.
Gray groans my name as his cock jerks deep in my core. Warm wetness fills me up and runs out as he rolls us over. He slowly rubs my back, and my eyes drift shut while I fight to stay awake a little longer.
My alarm goes off way too early, and I’m tempted to turn the fucker off and stay in bed with my woman. But today is our first doctor’s appointment, and I’m dying to make sure everything is okay with the baby.
“Good morning.” Carlie rolls over and lays her soft arm across my chest. “What time is it?”
“Good morning, Tigress. We have to get moving soon if we want to make it to our appointment on time.” I can’t remember the last time I slept this late.
“Darn.” She drops back against the pillow and groans, “If your child didn’t like to torture me first thing in the morning, we could have a quickie before we get up.”
“Once we find out everything is okay with the little one, I plan to spend the rest of the evening celebrating by making love to you.”
“I love your idea, but don’t forget I have to work, and you also have to pack and get ready for tomorrow,” she reminds me, causing my heart to squeeze in my chest. Tomorrow, I leave for six days straight, and I’m already dreading the time away from Carlie. The team has a game in New York on Friday night, then we fly to Toronto for a Sunday game. If everything goes according to plan, I’ll make it home sometime Monday night.
“Can I have a rain check on the celebration?” I kiss her soft lips before rolling out of bed.
“Definitely.” She smiles and I notice the slight green tinge to her complexion.
“Lie back and rest while I fix your toast. Once you eat, you can get up and get ready.”
“You take such good care of me.” Carlie sighs and snuggles under the covers.
“I love you.” I kiss her forehead before heading to the kitchen.
Three hours later, we leave Dr. Thomas’ office with a folder full of instructions, a prescription for prenatal vitamins, and his assurance that everything looks great with our child. “Do you want to go straight home so you can rest, or do you want to grab lunch on our way home?” I ask as I help Carlie into the SUV.
“Can we just head home?” I fucking love hearing her call my place home.
“Anything for you.”
Friday night, I rush back to my hotel after the game, hoping to call Carlie before she goes to bed. “Hi,” she answers on the first ring. “I watched the game on TV. You guys kicked ass tonight.”
We did but the victory was hollow since my girl isn’t here with me. Halfway through the game, I decided to make some major changes in my life. Now that I’ve found Carlie, I dread the time away from her and know there’s no way I’ll be able to survive leaving my girl for days at a time every month, but now isn’t the time to discuss this. “The guys played hard.” My passion for the game has been replaced by my love for Carlie. “How was your day?” I sit back on the hotel bed and kick off my shoes while her soft voice soothes my soul.
“The ER was dead so I got to go home early.” I can hear rustling on the other end of the phone and wonder what my girl’s doing. “Oh, and I actually made it through the day without puking,” she gushes and I’m happy she’s feeling better.
“I’m glad to hear that my child is taking it easy on you.”
“Me too.” I stare out the window and see all the activity on the busy New York street below, wishing I was back in Silver Spoon Falls with my girl. “I was starting to think I was going to puke every morning for the next six months.”
“Dr. Thomas told us the morning sickness would get better at some point.” I close the curtains and lie back on the bed.
“I know, but I didn’t want to get my hopes up in case our child decided to play hardball.”
The rest of my trip drags by at a snail’s pace. By the time Monday comes around, I’m dying to get home to my girl. Our flight is late taking off, and I’m tempted to rent my own private charter just to get home.