Total pages in book: 150
Estimated words: 136791 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 684(@200wpm)___ 547(@250wpm)___ 456(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 136791 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 684(@200wpm)___ 547(@250wpm)___ 456(@300wpm)
Those tattoos are now a reminder of what I stand to lose if I fuck up again. They motivate me to make it home to my girl and to give her the life she deserves. Titan told me to treat her like a princess, or I'd answer to him. She's not a princess, though. She's a queen. She's my queen. And I will never again do anything to risk losing her.
"You'd seriously give up teaching?" I ask.
"To make a difference for kids who need it most?" she says and then nods immediately. "By the time they make it to you, most of them are already in too deep to walk away easily. You save people from them when no one was able to save them. I'd like to be the one who tries to save them before they get that far."
I'm not sure how I feel about her working with kids headed down a dark path…but that's not my decision to make. If she wants to do this and I have the means to give it to her, I think I have to do it. She deserves a chance to show herself what she's made of. This will give her that. Besides which, if anyone can keep these kids from joining up and tripping down the path guys like Kaleo set before them, January can.
If she could keep my ass in line, I know she can make a difference for some of these other kids too. I have no doubts at all about that.
I'll just have to make sure we have on-site security to watch out for her when I can't be there to do it myself.
"Let's do it," I agree, leaning up to kiss her.
She wraps her arms around my neck and slides her fingers through the hair at the nape of my neck, pulling me closer. "Yeah?" she breathes against my lips.
"Yeah." I kiss her slow and sweet. At least, it starts out that way, but then it turns hot and heavy. By the time I manage to tear my mouth away from hers, she's bouncing on my cock and crying out my name again.
What? She's hot, and she's naked. It's not my fault my dick knows where his home is when it's right in front of him.
I spent seven years in hell without January. If she wants to ride me into heaven at every available opportunity, I'm certainly not going to stop her. I may do some dumb shit, but I'm not a complete idiot. Give me a little credit here.
Once I make her come again, she passes out, a sated smile on her lips. I lay beside her for a long time, just watching her sleep. She's so goddamn perfect. I don't know how I got so lucky. I'll never stop being grateful she gave me a second chance. Hell, she gave me everything.
I'll spend the rest of my life making her happy.
"Shit!" TJ shouts from the other room, letting me know he's awake.
"TJ, man," I grumble, climbing out of bed and pulling on a pair of boxers. Once I'm decent, I head across the hall to find him trying to climb out of his crib.
"Daddy!" he yells when he sees me, and then he army crawls the rest of the way down the front of the crib. He lands on his feet and then turns to face me, grinning and lifting his arms up like he's a gymnast who just finished a wicked routine on the balance beam.
"Dude, you gotta stop cursing and climbing everything," I tell him, bending down to pick him up. "Your mama is going to kill me because we all know you get that shit from me."
"Shit," he says and smacks me in the face.
"Yeah, shit," I say with a shake of my head, chuckling.
Fuck, I love my life.