Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 61897 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 309(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61897 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 309(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
I stood and we shook hands. He turned and left.
“I’m going to kill you,” Selena said.
I grinned hugely at her. “What’s wrong, wife?”
“What’s wrong? You just said some totally inappropriate things about me!”
“So?” I asked. “You’re my wife, and that’s the sort of shit those readers want.”
“Still,” she said, clearly annoyed. “You’re such an asshole.”
“And you seem to love that about me,” I said, sitting down and leaning in toward her.
Livy walked in at that moment. “So,” she said. “We have a break scheduled for you two. I guess you can do that.”
Selena stood up quickly. “Good. I’ll meet you guys back at the hotel.”
Livy shrugged and Selena quickly left the room. Livy looked at me. “What did you do?”
“Nothing,” I said, grinning. “I was just being my normal self.”
Livy rolled her eyes. “Yeah, well, don’t. It’d be easier for everyone if you’d be someone else.”
I laughed as I walked out of the room, my mind still locked on the memory of Selena sucking my cock and greedily swallowing my come.
She pretended like she was a nice girl, embarrassed of sex questions, but I knew the truth. The girl was insatiable, starving for me.
And I fucking wanted to keep her that way.
25
Selena
This was my life now. One second I was down on my knees, Nash’s cock down my throat, and the next he was embarrassing me in front of a reporter.
I was so angry that I had to just get out of there. I stormed out of the bookstore, ignoring everyone around me, and headed back to the hotel.
I needed to think. I could walk the whole way, which was fine, as I really didn’t feel like seeing or talking to Nash at the moment. Of course there was nobody in the world I could talk to about this since everyone believed I was Nash’s real wife. And what would I say, even if I could?
I was conflicted. He was an asshole one second and an amazing man the next. There I was, feeling bad that he wanted to leave, when a minute later he was making fun of me in front of a reporter.
He drove me crazy, absolutely insane. He got under my skin like nobody else before him.
At least Providence was a cute town. I walked through the cool streets, and nobody stopped to bother me. Without Nash at my side, I was just another invisible face in the crowd, which I really liked.
A few minutes into my trek back to the hotel, I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I pulled it out and checked it, assuming it would be Nash. Instead, it was my mother.
“Hello?” I answered.
“Hi, sweetie,” she said. “How are you?”
“I’m good. Just walking home from a book signing right now.”
“Really?” she asked. “Don’t they have cars for you?”
“I wanted to walk,” I said, smiling.
“Well listen, I have a surprise for you.”
I frowned. “What’s that?”
“Me and your father are in Providence right now.”
I stopped dead in my tracks, right in front of this cute little pizza place. The smell of cheese and grease wafted all around me as I stared ahead.
“Are you serious?” I asked.
“Of course.”
“How did you know we were here?”
She laughed. “I can read a website, honey. Your tour dates are right there.”
“You and Dad are both here?”
“Of course we are.” She paused. “Look, I’m sure you’re busy. I know this is a big surprise. But you haven’t been very responsive, and we both want to meet your husband. Frankly, we’re worried about you.”
“You don’t have to worry,” I said.
“Good. Prove it. Have dinner with us tonight.”
“I’ll have to ask Nash.”
“Good. Call me back soon.” She hung up.
I stared at my phone in total shock and horror.
My parents were here and wanted to meet Nash. I couldn’t blame them, not really. I’d been putting them off for a while now, trying to ignore them, trying not to put myself in the position where I’d have to lie to them.
Like going to dinner and introducing them to Nash.
Shit. I couldn’t imagine a worse position. I clenched my jaw and dialed Nash’s number.
“Look who’s crawling back,” he said smugly.
“Nash,” I said, “I have a problem.”
“Got lost? Listen, babe, you really shouldn’t storm off like that.”
“Cut it out,” I said.
“I’m just saying, you need your big strong man around to protect you at all times.”
“Listen to me,” I said, annoyed. “My parents came to Providence. They want to meet you.”
He paused. “Seriously?”
“Tonight. They want to get dinner.”
He burst out laughing.
I held the phone away from my ear, frowning. “It’s not funny,” I said into the receiver, but I could still hear him laughing.
Of course he found this amusing. He had no family he needed to lie to. The only things he cared about were the Navy SEALs and going back into combat. Everything else was just one big freaking joke to him. Including me.