Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 87416 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 437(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87416 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 437(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
“You almost kissed me in your car but stopped,” she adds, interrupting me. “And I realized that maybe you don’t want …”
I cut off her insane words by pressing my lips to hers. Her arms immediately wrap around my neck as she parts her lips for me, allowing me to deepen the kiss. My hands tangle in her hair, loosening her updo, and I tilt her head back to give me better access to her lips. I devour her. Drink her in as if she is the cure to a disease.
I pull away and she opens her heavy eyes, lips parted as she sucks in a breath. “I’m going to spend the rest of my life proving to you that I love you.”
EPILOGUE
APRIL
IT’S BEEN A month since Emilee and Titan’s wedding. Grave went back to rehab that night, and a week later I picked him up knowing that he wouldn’t have to return like Cinderella at midnight.
Things have been crazy busy since the wedding. Titan had every news crew in Las Vegas there and there was a picture of him and Emilee that ended up on the cover of a magazine. The title read The King found his Queen. It was gorgeous. I blew it up and hung it inside of Roses.
Turns out, that wedding got a lot of publicity, which in turn gave me exposure. Emilee and Titan had done an interview that was published in the magazine as well and dropped my name along with the shop as their florist. The calls started rolling in.
And that call that I got right before we walked with Emilee down the aisle? It was from my realtor. After what Emilee and Titan had paid me for their wedding, I had enough to make an offer on the boutique that was for sale next to me. They accepted it.
Me, Jasmine, Haven, and Alexa spent the week that Emilee was away for her honeymoon tearing down the wall that divided the boutique from Roses. Who knew a sledgehammer and some beers would be such a great stress reliever? Well, being the mom-to-be, I had Capri Suns. But there was still something very therapeutic about it, nonetheless.
Ethan is staying out of trouble for the most part. He’s been at the shop every day showing me that he’s dedicated and trying his best. He told me that he wants to work off his debt to Grave the right way. I respect that. And so does Grave.
Grave is doing well. He doesn’t seem much different from the man I fell in love with. He’s always going out of his way to make me laugh. He’s home every night after he leaves Kingdom and at work every morning. I can’t say he’s on time because I always seem to be making us late.
I moved in with Grave after he got out of rehab and gave Ethan our mother’s house. He tried to refuse it, but it was the right thing to do. Although he comes over to our house once a week and drops off his laundry. He can’t understand the concept of sorting colors.
“I know. That’s what I said.” Grave speaks into his cell as he enters the kitchen. He comes over to me, kisses my hair and takes a pancake from the plate. He nods his head to himself while he stabs the peanut butter jar with a knife, spreads it across the pancake and then folds it in half before shoving it in his mouth. “Mmmm hmm.” He mumbles to his phone before swallowing it. “It needs to happen now. We’re losing money every day,” he tells whoever he is talking to.
“Hello?” I hear a female voice call out.
“In here,” I answer, reaching over and grabbing the tray that has the raw steaks on them off the island. “I seasoned them,” I whisper to Grave and he takes them from me, mouthing thank you. After another kiss in my hair, he’s gone, continuing his conversation.
“I brought the syrup,” Jasmine announces, entering.
“Thanks,” I say, taking it from her. “I didn’t realize we were out.”
“Where are Haven and Emilee?” she asks, jumping up to sit on the island and starts peeling a banana I had sitting in the glass bowl.
“Haven messaged me that her and Luca would be thirty minutes late,” I answer.
She rolls her eyes. “They’re having sex more than me. Every time I talk to her, she’ s like gotta go fuck his dick because we want a baby.” Then Jasmine sticks the banana in her mouth biting it almost in half.
I snort. “And Emilee is in the bathroom down the hall.”