Mine to Keep (Southern Wedding #8) Read Online Natasha Madison

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Forbidden Tags Authors: Series: Southern Wedding Series by Natasha Madison
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Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 84071 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
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“And this is bad because?” I say, trying not to laugh at him.

He lifts his head. “It’s bad because I don’t want to rush into anything with you.”

“Is it rushing, though?” I ask, and he’s about to answer when his phone rings.

“That might be the sitter,” he says as he lifts his hips to pull the phone out of his back pocket. He keeps one hand on my hip when I try to move off him. I see the name Alexa on his screen right before he puts the phone on speaker when he answers, “Hey.”

“Hi,” Alexa answers back, and I can hear whimpering in the background. “I’m sorry to bother you, but Meadow woke up, and I can’t calm her down. She won’t stop crying.”

“Can I talk to her?” he asks, and now both of us are looking down at the phone.

“Daddy.” Her voice comes out sad. “Where are you?”

“I just had to go to the office to get something.” He smiles at me.

“I want you to come home,” she says, and I can hear her sniffle. “Can you come home?”

“Yes,” he replies, and I can’t help but fall more for him right at this moment. “I’ll be home soon.”

“I’m going to wait on the couch,” she informs him. “Bye, Daddy.”

The phone hangs up, and he drops it beside us before gripping my hip. “I’m sorry.” He apologizes to me, his voice low.

“I’m not,” I say, and his eyes fly to mine. “If you hadn’t come here, you wouldn’t have asked me out. So, I can’t be sorry for that. And I got to make out with you.” I kiss his lips before rubbing my nose with his. “Never going to be sorry for that.”

He laughs. “I’m not sorry for that either.” He kisses me, slipping his tongue into my mouth for a quick kiss. “But I’m sorry I can’t stay longer.”

“That’s okay,” I assure him, and when his hands let go of my hips, I move off him. “This is what I get for dating a dad.”

He chuckles before he rubs his face, grabbing his phone and then getting up. “I guess.” He holds out his hand to me. I slip my hand in his and he doesn’t let it go as we walk toward the front door. “I’ll see you at work tomorrow.” He wraps his arms around my waist.

I get on my tippy-toes to get closer to him. “Yes.” I slip my arms around his neck and pull him down to kiss him. Just a little kiss, I tell myself and it ends up being a hot and heavy make-out session, leaving both of us panting. “I really wish you didn’t have to go.” I suck his neck.

“If I don’t leave now.” His hands squeeze my ass after they slide down to it two seconds after our kiss turns heavy. “I might not leave.”

“Ugh,” I groan, stepping away from him, knowing he has to get home to Meadow. “Go, before I change my mind, and don’t let you out of here.”

“Hmm,” he hums, winking at me, “don’t tease me with a good time.” He opens the door. “And if anyone isn’t going to let anyone go and keep them, you know, maybe tied up—” He starts off, smirking, but it goes into a full-blown smile. “It’s going to be me.”

My core gets so tight I’m surprised I don’t orgasm in front of him with just his words. “Get out of here,” I say, walking to the door, getting ready to slam it behind him. But he quickly kisses my lips before he walks away. I stand here watching him get in the elevator, holding up my hand until the elevator doors close.

Only once it’s closed do I shut the door and lock it, the smile never leaving my face as I walk back over to the couch and get under the covers. Grabbing the book and the notepad, I go about studying again until the phone rings, and I see it’s him. Not Batman. “Hello,” I answer, putting the phone to my ear.

“Hi,” he greets, and I hear his car door close, “it’s me.”

“Batman?” I reply, laughing when he chuckles.

“You’re funny,” he says to me. The sound of his car starting makes me a touch sadder, knowing he’s going away from me.

“I’m very funny.” I lay my head on the side of the couch pillow.

“So, I have to ask you something, but you can’t laugh.”

“Oh, this is going to be fun.” I smirk.

“We are officially dating, right?” he asks, and I can’t help but laugh out loud.

“Do you think I’m the dating queen of the South?” I ask him. “I mean, I’ve dated, but once your grandfather answers your front door holding a shotgun, the dates got fewer and farther between.”

He says nothing for a good minute, and I look down at my phone to see if maybe I got disconnected, but the timer numbers keep going up. “Hello?”



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