Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 50817 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 254(@200wpm)___ 203(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50817 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 254(@200wpm)___ 203(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
Jeremy’s throat tightened. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Owen grinned. “So far, I have to say I think I’m pretty good at this relationship business.”
“Cocky bastard.” But Jeremy didn’t disagree.
Every day, Owen surprised him. This was new to both of them, committing to a long-term monogamous relationship, but it came so naturally now. It was as if they’d both been waiting, storing up all the love they had to give until they found the right person to give it to.
And the sex. He couldn’t forget about that. For two men who’d been known to like variety in their sexual partners, neither one of them was complaining. It kept getting better. Jeremy’s trust with Owen’s control. Owen’s love of his more primal urges… He couldn’t imagine ever being tempted to stray. And if he still had any doubts about Owen changing his mind about him—well, they were fast disappearing.
His Finn had taken on the task of communicating his feelings with the same gusto and stubborn determination he did with everything else. And once those floodgates had opened, Jeremy couldn’t help but be sure of his heart. Owen loved him. Only him. He told him every day in word and deed. And it was better and stronger than any dream he’d ever had.
Everyone in the family could see how good they were together and for each other. They’d embraced him the same way they always had. Most importantly, they both felt it. This was right. This was the real thing.
Badass barked impatiently to get their attention.
“I think someone needs a walk before bed.” Jeremy stood up, holding his hand out for Owen.
“I think someone should hurry up and walk the dog and put him to bed, then come to the bedroom naked and ready to forget his safe word.”
Jeremy’s skin warmed, excitement making his heart race and his dick harden. Just like that. Every damn time.
“Yes, Master Finn.”
Owen grinned, pulling him closer for a kiss. “That’s what I like to hear.”