Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 94639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
“Okay,” Hunter says. “Then you can marry her.”
“Cool. And how about you?” I ask with a smirk. “You want to be a flower boy and wear pink?”
Hunter groans. “Not happening.”
He goes back to nailing the piece of wood, and I do the same, but the rest of the time we’re working on the balance beam, the thought of having their approval runs through my head. I didn’t plan for that conversation to take place, but now that it has, my mind is reeling with the possibility of one day asking Harper for her hand in marriage and the four of us becoming a family.
“Is it done yet?” Ella asks for the hundredth time since we’ve finished painting the balance beam. Everyone laughs as I get out of the pool and walk over to the balance beam to check to see if it’s dry yet. I already know it’s not, but the last time I told her it wasn’t without checking, she hit me with a stink eye and asked how I knew.
“Nope,” I tell her, showing her the pink on my fingertip.
“Okay,” she says with a pout before running back to the pool to join Kaelyn. My brother, Heather, and Kaelyn showed up about an hour ago and just as I suspected, Kaelyn and Ella hit it off immediately.
Instead of returning to the pool, I walk over to Harper, who’s chatting with Bridget and Heather. I step behind her and lean down to kiss the side of her neck. She jumps slightly then tips her head back. Lifting her arms, she pulls my face back down and gives me an upside down kiss that quickly heats up.
“Mom!” Hunter yells, forcing us to pull away. “Can we have a snack?”
“Sure!” Harper yells back. “I’ll go get some.”
She stands and takes my hand in hers, pulling me into the house as Bridget yells, “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure no one goes inside.”
Once the door is closed behind us, I push her against the wall and ravage her mouth. Her warm tongue pushes into my mouth as my hands reach up and massage her perfect tits. I can’t get enough of this woman. Every minute I spend with her is never enough. As we make out like horny teenagers, I think about the conversation I had with her kids. It’s probably too soon, but I want to marry this woman. I want my ring on her finger. I want to wake up with her next to me every morning and go to bed with her every night. We lost over twelve years, and I don’t want lose another one.
“What’s on your mind?” she asks, pulling back and looking into my eyes.
“Just thinking about how much I want you.”
“Maybe you can spend the night,” she says, her expression a mixture of nervousness and shyness.
“No.” I shake my head. “The kids deserve better than that.”
Her smile fades, but she nods in agreement. I hate that I’ve upset her, but we’ve talked about this. I don’t want the kids getting confused. Hunter looks up to me and I don’t want him to think it’s okay to be with a woman without committing to her. I know it’s not that black and white, but he’s at a weird age where he’s old enough to see what we’re doing but too young to fully get it. And Ella is still so young. When I spend the night while they’re home, I want it to be because I’m officially part of their family. Because Harper and I have said vows, promising to love each other for the rest of our lives.
Harper steps around me and goes to the fridge. She bends down and pulls a bunch of freeze pops from the freezer drawer, setting them on the counter. She’s wearing a one-piece swimsuit, but it still shows all her assets, including her plump peach ass. After closing the drawer, she pulls the refrigerator door open.
Unable to help myself, I come up behind her, and grabbing one of the freeze pops she set on the counter, run it up the side of her leg.
“Landon!” she shrieks, jumping in shock from the freezing cold treat touching her. She slams the fridge closed and turns around.
“You were looking kind of hot,” I say with a shrug. “I thought you could use a good cool-down.” Stepping closer, I grip her hair that’s in a messy bun and tilt her head to the side. I run my tongue along the curve of her slim neck as I run the freeze pop up the inside of her thigh.
“Landon,” she breathes as I slip the frozen treat inside her bathing suit and rub it along her pussy lips. “The kids might…”
“I heard Bridget say she’ll keep them out.”
Harper groans in pleasure, spreading her legs farther open to give me better access. I hear the kids yell from outside, and not wanting to take a chance, I pull the freeze pop out, pick her up, and carry her to the guest bathroom.