Total pages in book: 181
Estimated words: 177690 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 888(@200wpm)___ 711(@250wpm)___ 592(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 177690 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 888(@200wpm)___ 711(@250wpm)___ 592(@300wpm)
“It’s been a crazy week, that’s for sure,” I answer.
“It’s been the best week of my life,” he says pulling my hands into his and holding them loosely. “Do you know why?”
“Why?” I ask, softly.
“Because of you. Because you’re in it, because you’re with me, and because we’re together.”
“Quit trying to make me cry, I just put on my mascara,” I grumble gently, my heart feeling full.
“I think I need to remind you of all the reasons you belong to me,” he tells me and I know that look in his eye. I know it too well. It’s the look that tells me if I give in—and I really want to—he’ll make us very late.
“We have to meet Aden and Titan at the restaurant in less than an hour. We don’t have time to do what your eyes are saying you have in mind.”
“There’s always time to do what I want to you. For that, Casey, we make time,” he whispers, kissing me. I lose myself in his kiss and when we draw back I look up at him, trying to remember why I was telling him no.
“Gavin,” I whisper, melting into him.
“I love it when you say my name.”
“We’re going to be late,” I warn him half-heartedly.
“Do you care?” he challenges, but he knows my answer. I can tell by the way he’s grinning. Plus, he’s unzipping the back of my dress. “Besides once we’re finished you can get dressed…differently.”
“What’s wrong with my dress?” I laugh, taking my arms out of the dress, once he has me unzipped.
“Not a damn thing, I don’t want my buddies looking at this gorgeous body of yours.”
“You’re being ridiculous,” I tell him, shaking my head. He is. My dress is very modest, the most it shows is my arms. It does hug my curves in a flattering way and gives the briefest hint of cleavage. It’s black silk with a lace overlay and I know it looks good on me. I should be upset with the way he’s acting, but I’d lie if I didn’t admit I like it. I’ve never had someone be jealous over me, or who thought I was beautiful—to the point his friends might like me a little too much.
“We’ll argue about it later,” he mumbles in my ear. “After I remind you that you belong to me.”
“Quit talking,” I demand. “You have too many clothes on,” I tell him spinning around and gathering the ends of his shirt up, pulling it up his body. I smile with satisfaction as he bends down and helps me yank it over his head.
He really is perfect.
fifteen
gavin
“There they are,” I sigh, half wishing they hadn’t showed. “Damn it.”
“Oh will you stop. You’re acting like a little kid,” Casey laughs.
She doesn’t understand. Hell, I’m not sure I understand. I keep my arm around her, pulling her close to my side, my hand lying blatantly on her hip. If I could tattoo the words “Taken! Back off,” on her, I would. In fact, that might not be a bad idea. People get tattoo’s all the time.
“You really should have worn the outfit I picked out for you,” I mumble right before we get to my buddies table.
“It’s ninety degrees outside!”
“So?”
“You picked out a long sleeved sweater that came to my knees and a long skirt that came to my ankles.”
“It was a pretty outfit,” I lie.
“The shirt was forest green and the skirt was florescent yellow!”
“Well, I liked it,” I sigh. Then I look up at my boys and sure enough they’re both checking Casey out. I may not get out of this dinner with our friendships in tack.
“Bout time,” Aden says, the first of the two to drag his eyes away from my woman to look at me.
“Yeah, yeah. Titan man, if you don’t quit looking at my woman I’m going to punch you,” I growl, when it becomes clear the asshole is going to keep his eyes on my woman’s ass.
“Will you quit being a moron?” Casey exclaims. “Sorry, I think Gavin forgot to take his medicine,” she says reaching out her hand to Titan.
“Nah, babe. He’s right. I was totally checking your ass out,” he says smoothly and then to prove he has a death wish brings her hand to his mouth and kisses it.
“I’m going to punch those perfectly capped teeth,” I mutter under my breath. Casey laughs and then elbows me in the stomach.
“What the hell was that for?”
“You’re being annoying,” she says sitting down.
“I see you two are getting along as well as ever,” Aden jokes. I flip him off, while resisting the urge to pull Casey into my lap—barely.
“Hey, Aden. Good to see you again.”
“Hey Casey, you still hanging around with this loser?”
“Fuck—” I start, which gets me another elbow by Casey.
“For now,” she interrupts.
“Damn it, Moth-girl that hurts.”