Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 110278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 551(@200wpm)___ 441(@250wpm)___ 368(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 551(@200wpm)___ 441(@250wpm)___ 368(@300wpm)
“I can. It won’t help you sleep tonight though. It’s bad, Tinsley, so fucking bad. I’m not sure there’s any coming back from it with your parents.” My voice sounds ominous even to myself.
“Ugh, they’re always doing something backhanded. If I wasn’t with my granddaddy, they’d pawn me off to whoever was in the house without a care in the world. Which makes this statement hard even for me to digest, but I’d rather not know until we get to your place. I know the evil they are capable of, and I’ll more than likely break down, and cry for that matter.” My hand finds hers. There’s not much comfort I can give her at this very moment.
“I’m here for you. Drake, Slade, Bridger, Easton, and Travis, we’re all here for you. Not to mention their nosey-as-hell wives too. Giana, Drake’s wife, will nurse you back to health. Slade’s wife, Taylor, from what I’ve heard has the same obsession you do. I bet you two could give us a run for our money. Bridger’s woman, Kellie, will straight up karate chop someone who tries to hurt you. Easton’s wife, Cam, is a mother hen, it can’t be helped. Then you have Raelynn, Travis’s wife. She makes the best desserts you can sink your teeth into. We’re one big happy family. Not only that, Mom and Dad will welcome you with open arms. Mom will probably make some wisecrack comment about how I’m your problem now and she can wash her hands clean of my shenanigans.” I smirk because I know my mom real well, and this isn’t far from the truth.
“You have an amazing family and a great support system. I’m happy for you. Thank you for bringing me into the fold. I know I’ll be an outsider for them, and if things don’t work between us, I promise not to be some psycho chick. It would suck to lose you, but I can stand on my own two feet if it comes down to it,” she mumbles while placing a falling strand of hair behind her ear. I saw this all from the corner of my eye, and I didn’t like her thinking she may have to leave me. Nothing could be further from the truth. It makes me do something reckless. I shouldn’t be doing this, but I change lanes on the fly, causing Tinsley to put her laptop away.
“Is everything okay?” she asks tentatively.
“Not right now, but it’s about to be,” I grumble before we slide to a stop. I slam the vehicle in Park, unclasp my seatbelt, then turn to Tinsley, unbuckling hers. I pull her onto my lap. She finds purchase on my shoulders. The tremors in my hands as I cup her cheeks are noticeable.
“You’re kind of worrying me, Leo.” Her voice is choppy, probably from the rush after I stopped so abruptly.
“Nothing to worry about, not between us, and I will never give you a reason to want to leave. I’ll fight for us when life has you down and you feel like giving up. I’ll be there to lift you up and give you reason to throw that attitude around, okay, baby?” I question.
“Oh, Leo, I really bungled things up, huh? I wasn’t saying that would happen, but if it did, just know I’d cherish every moment we’ve had. I’ll fight for you as long you want me in your life.” Her eyes tear up. The way her shoulders droop, I know exactly what she’s worried about. So many people have walked out of her life, some unintentionally, others, well, they were just shit people not to want Tinsley’s goodness soaking through them.
“No tears, no more talking about what could happen. We live in the here and now, okay?” Her head moves up and down, giving me the answer I need without words. I kiss Tinsley’s eyelids, wiping the tears that are streaming down her cheeks unchecked with my thumbs before giving her a kiss that carries so much depth and meaning, she has to know that I’m falling for her.
“Wow.” Her voice is soft, a smile playing on her face when we pull a part.
“There’s more where that came from.” Her hips grind down as I arch my own into her. It causes us both to moan.
“Okay, let’s get this show on the road. We can reconvene this at a later time,” she replies saucily, then climbs back over the center console. What Tinsley is wearing shouldn’t make me want to bite what she just inadvertently put in my face, yet somehow it does. The leggings she seems to love so much define her ass. The oversized sweater usually hides her curves from prying eyes, but when she’s practically shoving that heart-shaped ass in my face, it’s hard not to want that. Fuck, it gives me thoughts about licking her from behind, her hands fisting the sheets, her ass backing into me, begging for more. I can’t wait to finally be in my house with her, safe from the damn idiots who are out to cause more harm than good.