Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 63289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
“Yes?”
“Estelle naked and on my bed.”
“Oh my.”
“She had one of my favorite blue ties wrapped around her head, so that the fabric was covering her nose.”
I widened my eyes.
“And she was. . .wildly humping my pillow and moaning.”
“Are you serious?”
“I wish I wasn't.” He stopped at a wall and kept the gun in front of him.
There was a tarnished gold knob on it.
He lowered his voice and touched the knob. “Just in case. Stay behind me and wait in the passageway until I tell you to come in.”
I lifted my gun and pointed in the direction behind us. “Okay.”
Ethan turned the knob.
The wall opened with a creak.
He stepped inside.
Trembling, I gazed back and forth at the area behind me and the space where he had just walked through.
Please, let the killer be somewhere else. Please.
Ending the time loop should have been my main concern, but I also wanted more moments with Ethan. With each one, I learned so much about him and fell deeper for this man.
It was all amazing. A program for minorities. A charity to fund it. His wishes to earn his own money. His yearning to protect his mother. His love for his father. His constant protecting me, even though he barely knew me.
I wanted this man.
All of him.
Inside of my body and deep within my heart.
I needed him.
Ethan had awakened a passion and a hunger in me that I never knew could exist. And that was saying a lot, being that my job was to write about romance.
But nothing was better than this reality. No chapter or book could give me this feeling of being reborn.
Already, I knew I couldn't be without him.
To even consider the possibility would be to shatter my heart.
This was the man that I would fall in love with, create a family, and grow old with.
Please, God. Let the time loop end, and. . .give Ethan and I. . .all of the tomorrows.
“Alright, Maya.” Ethan appeared back in front of the opening. “No one is in my room, closet, or bathroom. I also have several guards outside of the door.”
“I spotted the ones down by your office.”
“The killer will not ruin our moment.” Smirking, he held out his hand. “I have plans.”
I took his hand and let him help me through the wall.
As I emerged from the passageway's dimness, I blinked my eyes so I could adjust to the new view.
And once my gaze cleared, my heart spun. “Oh, Ethan.”
He smirked. “As I said, I have plans.”
I stepped into the huge bedroom, awed from the sheer romantic opulence of the setting. It all exuded heroic decadence and loving indulgence.
The soft glow of the candles casted a warm, flickering light over everything, bathing the space in a gentle radiance. The sweet fragrance of roses filled the air, perfuming the room with a heady scent that was both delicate and intoxicating.
Classical music played and I couldn't figure out where the speakers were located, just that I loved the soft, delicate notes.
Ethan carefully took the gun from my hand and walked off.
Still in shock, I drank in more of the place.
The large king sized bed served as the centerpiece. It was swathed in sumptuous sheets and pillows, and decorated with pink rose petals that had been artfully arranged into a romantic pattern of hearts.
On the right, bottles of expensive champagne chilled in a bucket of ice, waiting to be opened and savored. Next to that, several platters of hors d'oeuvres lay, tempting me with their delicious aromas.
On the left, two plush robes rested on an elegantly carved table, inviting me to slip into its soft embrace and enjoy the luxurious setting.
Ethan returned to my side.
I looked at him and, my eyes watered. “You really are amazing!”
“I wish I could take you on my jet to Paris or anywhere else. I want to spoil you. But this time loop. . .”
“This is perfect, Ethan. Going to an exotic place would be amazing too, but in the end. . .I only want to be with you. To have you near me.”
Groaning, he pulled me into his arms.
Our lips met, and once again, time stood still and everything faded away. All that existed was our intense, electric connection.
The kiss did more than sweep me away in a tide of desire. It caused a wave of erotic heat to wash over me.
I burned.
I melted.
I lost myself.
He pulled back and whispered, “Oh, Maya.”
I gasped, my body still humming from that kiss.
He hit me with a searing gaze. “I may not understand this. . .time loop, or what is truly going on, but I do know one thing.”
I swallowed. “What?”
“God—this divine power—wants us to be together.”
I shivered against him.
“Regardless of my touching the clock, I believe it was fate that stuck me with you.”
My chest rose and fell fast like I'd been running. I was so overwhelmed by everything he was saying.