Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 105398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 527(@200wpm)___ 422(@250wpm)___ 351(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 527(@200wpm)___ 422(@250wpm)___ 351(@300wpm)
Until this moment, when it was shining on my finger.
“Oh. My. God. ” I whispered as tears rushed to my eyes.
“Wait a minute, you didn’t know?”
“No. He never asked me. Not that this surprises me any. It’s perfectly Gabe.” I said crying full out now.
“Eeeeee. This is awesome!” She squealed and then hugged me.
All my breath whooshed out of me with the amount of pressure she was squeezing me with, and I couldn’t help but laugh. I didn’t care though. This was perfect.
“Let’s go find him. Let me borrow some shoes first though. My feet aren’t touching that nasty floor in the garage.” I said as I pulled a pair of flip-flops from the floor of the closet.
“We’ve got about fifteen minutes before we need to leave, are you dressed in what you’re going to wear?” She called from the bathroom.
I looked down at myself. It was my usual of yoga pants and t-shirt. Works for me.
“Yep. Let’s go.”
We were out the door shortly after, and then entered through the open bay door of the garage. I let my eyes adjust and saw Max, James, and Jack, but no Gabe.
“Where the hell is he?” I called to them.
Max smiled his knowing smile, and I was about to go in search of him when he walked through the door that connected the office to the garage. He had a donut in his hand, and a bottle of water in the other. Today he was wearing some seriously dirty jeans that looked like they would forever be stained with grease and dirt. The shirt looked clean however. It was taut across his abs and biceps. His dog tags were resting on his chest, and they stood out starkly against the red of his shirt. I took this in for all of fifteen seconds before my feet propelled me forward and I was running full throttle towards him.
A smile lit up his face as he shoved the doughnut in his mouth to hold it, and caught me in midair, his free hand wrapping around my ass to hold me to him as I leapt up to him. My arms wrapped around his neck, my legs around his waist, and I leaned in and took a bite of his doughnut. Chewing thoroughly I watched as his eyes sparkled with humor. He didn’t have anywhere to go with his hands full of an opened water and me.
He walked forward and placed the bottle on the nearest toolbox, and then grabbed the doughnut out of his mouth.
“So is that a yes?”
“Depends.”
“On what?”
“Can I have that doughnut?”
He threw his head back and graciously handed me the doughnut. Taking it from him I took a big bite, chewed, swallowed, and then gave him a peck on the lips.
“Best trade ever.” Gabe laughed out.
A cheer went up through the garage and we both turned to see everyone watching us. I let my legs go from around Gabe’s hips, and then ran full out for Max who was leaning against the car lift. He caught me with a grunt, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.
He smiled sadly at me and said, “She would want you to have that. I love you, little booger.”
I laughed at the use of my old nickname. Using that name used to put Max in a world of hurt, but today it just made everything perfect.
“I love you too, Maximilian.” I said as I squeezed his neck as hard as I could.
He made a gurgling laugh sounds and then forcefully removed my arms from his neck. Letting him go, I walked back to Gabe and gave him a quick kiss on the neck, took my last bite of doughnut, and waved goodbye to him.
“Where are you going?” He yelled when he saw Cheyenne pull her car keys out of her pocket.
“I’ve got a doctor’s appointment. Ember has graciously agreed to go with me.” Cheyenne said.
“Aren’t you forgetting that you have a gang after you, Ember?” Gabe called to me.
Oh yea, that.
I turned around and waited for my instructions that I knew were about to come.
“I’ll take them. I have to go pick Janie up early for a Doctor’s appointment in the same building anyway. Let’s go.” James said to us both.
Nodding in approval, Gabe returned to the office and I watched his backside go until it disappeared from my line of sight.
Yum.
“Hurry the fuck up! I’m going to be late!” Cheyenne yelled from the front passenger seat of James’ truck.
Rolling my eyes, I used the driver’s side and crawled up into the truck.
“Won’t you catch fire if you’re in a Ford, Cheyenne? Isn’t it against your religion or something?” I asked sarcastically.
“Screw you and your cat too.”
“Thems fightin’ words.” James’ muttered under his breath.
“I hope she finds twins.” I sneered at Cheyenne. “And don’t talk about my cat; he’s worth two of your ugly dog any day.”
“Yea? Well I bet Gabe got you pregnant last night. He told Sam it was baby making weather. And then y’all did it on the porch.”
“What?” I yelled.
She smiled evilly at me and then laughed when she saw the expression on my face.
“You heard me. That’s what he yelled at us right before you showed your whore tendencies on the front porch.”
My mind was reeling, not because of the fact that she knew I’d had sex on the front porch, but because of what Gabe had said.
“How do you know that’s what he said?” I asked.
“I asked Sam. He said Gabe used to say that all the time. Something his dad used to say to his mom when it stormed.” Cheyenne said with a brilliant smile on her face.
I glared at her and then turned to James.
“Is that true?” I asked him.
“Is what true?”
“Did he used to say it was baby making weather?”
“Yea.”
“How do you say it?”
“É bebê fazendo tempo,” He said butchering it compared to Gabe. “Or something to that effect.”
That sounded about right, and that’s when I started to get worried.
“I swear to God, if I’m pregnant I’m gonna neuter him when I find out.”