Hire A Cuddler (How To Win At Love #1) Read Online Hope Ford

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Insta-Love Tags Authors: Series: How To Win At Love Series by Hope Ford
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Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 56416 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
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She changes the subject and leans the side of her face against the couch as she looks at me. “Why a community center? You could put in a dozen other things that would make you money—why the community center?”

I shrug. “Why did you become a model?”

She’s fast in her response. “The free clothes.”

I don’t believe her. There has to be more to it than that. “Now tell me the real reason.”

She leans back. “I don’t know. I spent most my life not being seen. My mom and dad didn’t see me. I had to take care of myself; I had no one. For the first time, people were looking at me.” She rolls her eyes. “Gah, that sounds so stupid, doesn’t it?”

It pains me to know that she felt that way. I saw her across a parking lot and knew she was special. How could her mom and dad and everyone else that let her down not see her and not love her the way she should be loved? My voice is thick with emotion. “No, it’s not stupid at all.”

She nods her head. “Okay, your turn. Why a community center? I mean, you own the biggest construction company around here. You have thousands of employees. You have people lined up to get on your schedule and could stay busy for years and years… but you decided to do a community center. Why?”

I try not to think about the past a lot. I thought I’d moved on from the little boy that was scared all the time, but no matter how hard I tried to run away from my past, it always caught up to me. I’m figuring that this is the best way to heal my past and to help other kids that were just like me. “I told you that I was raised in foster homes.”

She nods and looks at me expectantly, knowing there’s more.

“Well, it was hard. It was hard for me. It was hard for Holden, Ledger, Dom, Gabe, and Chrissy. And a hundred other kids in this town. We needed help, and it felt like no one cared. I know that’s crazy now, and there’s a thousand people that would want to help these kids, but when you’re living it, you feel like there’s no one. I want to provide a place that helps kids. Kids like me but also kids like you and anyone else that needs it. I don’t expect to change the world, but maybe if I can help some kids know that there are people willing to stand up for them and protect them, then I can change their world.”

She leans her head against my chest and wraps her arm around my waist. She squeezes on to me, and I cover her hand with my own. The sensation of her against me feels right. I wish I could tell her how I feel about her, but I bite my tongue. She’s not ready to hear it, and it’s not like I can change the rules already. We’ve only been married a little over twenty-four hours.

A few moments pass by, and she whispers to me, “You’re a good man, King.”

I suck in a deep breath because her words hit me right in the chest. It means so much to me that she says that. If anything, she makes me want to be a better man. I hold her tighter, and even though I can’t say it out loud, I say it in my head. I want more with you, Haven. I know I said I wanted to do this because of my fuckin’ reputation and I wanted to have kids, but the truth is, I can’t let you go. I don’t want to let you go. I wish I could say it to you and tell you how I feel, but I’m afraid that all I’ll end up doing is pushing you away.

Haven burrows herself into my side. “I should get up and go to bed.”

“Or we could just stay here.”

She raises up so she can see my face. “You have to be tired. Neither one of us slept last night.”

I loosen my hold on her, but I don’t let her go. I want her to make the decision. “I’m comfortable right here, but it’s your choice, peaches.”

I wish I could take her to our room and sleep in our bed, but I don’t have that option. Not yet. I can see her debating, and I murmur, “Stay.”

She settles against me. “If you want to give up your comfortable bed for this couch, who am I to argue with you?”

I bury my nose in her hair. “I’m choosing you over our bed, Haven.”

Her fingers are tracing patterns on my chest, and it’s driving me crazy, but I’m not going to stop her. Hell, it’s like torture, but this is what I want. I want her to feel comfortable to touch me any way she wants.



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