Meant for Love (Meant For #3) Read Online Natasha Madison

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Insta-Love Tags Authors: Series: Meant For Series by Natasha Madison
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Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 88456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
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“So what about you?” I turn the tables on her. “What’s the scoop with the wedding?”

She lifts her hand. “We’re in the middle of narrowing down the date.” She avoids looking at us. “But it looks like this time next year, I’ll be married.”

“We have to go dress shopping now,” my mother tells her, and she shakes her head. “You need time.”

“I have no doubt, Auntie Za,” she uses her nickname, “you’ll find me a dress.”

“Come hell or high water.” She smiles at her.

“Shall we toast?” my Aunt Zoe says, picking up her glass. “To love and finally seeing the girls fall in love.”

“I’ll drink to that,” my mother agrees, picking up her glass.

“Hear, hear!” I join in, putting my glass in the middle.

“Hear three,” Zara says, her smile not reaching her eyes. “One down, one to go.” She clicks her glass to mine before bringing it to her lips. “To love.”

Thirty-Two

Nash

I look out the window at the city below us as the plane descends into the private airport. My back is to the couch as Zoey lies with her head in my lap and the cat curled up at her stomach, sleeping peacefully. A lot different from when I took her to New York. I also think she fucking hates me. Every time I get close to her, she glares at me.

The plane finally touches down and jolts both of them awake. “Are we here already?” Zoey looks up at me as she blinks the sleep out of her eyes, reaching her hands over her head and stretching.

“We are, baby,” I confirm, bending to kiss her lips. The cat gets up and puts her two paws in front of her as she also stretches. “You need to get the cat in the carrier.” I motion to the carrier on the seat. It is very much different from when I took her to New York. I had thrown a towel in there and put the cat in. Not Zoey. She placed a plush little cat bed with a couple of toys for her if she got bored.

“Let’s go, my princess.” She picks her up in her arms, kissing her neck that now has a pink collar with bling on it. “We’re home,” she says, and the way my chest settles when she says that is something I will never take for granted. This whole week we’ve spent in New York is something I think will always be at the top of my list of best times in my life. I told my wife I loved her and was happy she loved me back. The stupid ninety-day clock watch hanging over our heads is now out the window. My parents are madly and deeply in love with Zoey like I knew they would be. Evan sort of, kind of, likes me. His glare is now down to just a side-eye. Which to me is winning.

The plane comes to a stop as I grab our bags in one hand and her hand in my other. She spent the whole week packing up the house, which we shipped out yesterday, and it should be at our place in four days. I can’t wait for her to unpack it and finally be home. “Do you have everything?” I ask her as she looks around, grabs her purse, then picks up the carrier.

“I think so.” She smiles at me. “Are you ready, Mr. Griffin?” She stands in front of me as the plane doors open.

“I am now, Mrs. Griffin,” I say as she walks ahead of me down the stairs and waits for me at the bottom.

We walk hand in hand to my parked car. I open the door for a bit letting the hot air out, before getting in. “Okay, do you trust me?” I ask her when I slam the trunk closed, turning to walk to her.

“Um,” she says, “obviously.”

“Good.” I reach into my back pocket and take out the black satin blindfold. “Because I have a surprise for you.”

“Nash.” She smirks, looking at the blindfold. “You have to have me naked and tied to the bed before you bring that out.” She winks at me, and my cock stirs at the thought.

“Next time, that’s exactly when I’ll use this.” I swing it around my finger. “Get some clamps.” Her eyes close a little as I wrap an arm around her waist, pulling her to me. “Tease you until you beg for me.” Her chest starts moving faster and faster. “But until then, do you trust me?”

“Always.” She doesn’t even hesitate, my Zoey.

“Good. Can you put this on for me?” I ask her, handing it to her. “I have a little surprise for you.”

“The things I do for you,” she huffs, putting the cat in the back seat, then getting into her own seat before turning to me and putting it on her head. “There.”



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