Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16461 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 82(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16461 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 82(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
“Uh... I think I’m supposed to talk to him alone about this. Am I? I’m not sure how it’s supposed to work.”
“Alone?” I cock an eyebrow. “Why do you need to talk to him alone?”
“It’s about you, Windy.”
I wrinkle my brow, confused, but shake my head. I trust Will, whatever this is about. We head into the house and my father is in the living room watching TV. I pretend to be distracted in the kitchen, but I can hear everything that they’re saying. So much for their private conversation.
“Mr. Jones,” Williams says as he sits down in an armchair perpendicular to the couch.
“Mr. Jones? When the hell do you call me Mister? It’s just Bob for you, Williams.”
Now that I’m hearing how the conversation is going, I have a feeling what the question is. Part of me should be offended by him asking it, but I think Williams likes to do things the old-fashioned way.
“Well then, uh, Bob? Bob, I'd like to ask for permission to marry Windy.”
My dad laughs. “Do you even need to ask?”
“Just thought I’d be all traditional and the like. Your daughter means the world to me. She always has. She’s been there for me during the roughest times of my life. She’s kept me going. She was there for me when my mother passed, and I don’t know what I would have done without her friendship, and her love.”
I can’t help tearing up from his words.
“We’ve been friends all this time. We still are. But it’s way more than that now. We’re soulmates. I love her with all my heart, and I want to wake up with her next to me every morning. I want to build something more than just inventions with her. I want to build a family with her. I want to see her smile every day, I want to hear her laugh. I love her. And I want the world to know. I guess I just wanted to tell you first.”
My father laughs, and I’m feeling a bit red and overwhelmed by Williams’ words. “You got my blessing, boy. You’ve always had my blessing, and knowing that you feel this strongly is just icing on the cake. You’ve been like the son I never had, and I can think of no one better to marry my daughter.”
The tears are streaming down my eyes now. The last few weeks since we’ve given into our desire for one another have been nonstop lust and affection. As if we’re trying to make up for all the lost time. The passion’s been so intense. Never have I doubted our decision to make this friendship something more than what it was.
I walk into the living room. Williams drops to his knee, holding out a tiny velvet box. “Windy, this is over a decade in the making. No woman has made me feel like you do. You’re my best friend, and the person I want to spend the rest of my life with. Marry me. Agree to be my wife, to be my everything.”
Still teary, I nod. “Of course, of course! After waiting so long, I’m more than Rowdy and willing!”
He slides the ring on my finger and jumps up, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me close with a huge kiss. He holds me tight and spins me around with such a powerful embrace.
I should have known he was perfect for me from the start.
My fears denied me him all this time, but that’s the past.
I won’t make that mistake again. Williams is mine forevermore.
EPILOGUE 1
WILLIAMS
SIX MONTHS LATER
I yawn, waking up from the sun sneaking through the blinds. I sit up gently and smile at the naked body next to me, barely covered by our blankets. We don’t have need for much warmth from them when we have one another.
Fuck, she’s beautiful. Even more beautiful now that she has that ring on her finger, now that she’s my wife. I lean in on my arm, watching her sleep. This is riveting to me, everything about her fascinates me. She’s beautiful, and I enjoy every single second of our life together.
Her eyes open, and I immediately kiss her. She giggles, and our kisses quickly become something more. I caress her cheek, her hair, her everything, running my hand down her naked form. She shudders and leans into me, kissing me back, those skillful yet delicate hands running down my form. Kicking the blanket away entirely, there’s nothing between us as I swing my body over hers. I’m rock-hard at the slightest hint of having her. She does so goddamn much for me.
She laughs, grabbing my cock, jerking it and urging it where she wants it to go. She’s voracious and insurmountably horny for me. I love it. I rain kisses down her, across her body, across her tits, lusting after every single inch of her being. Feeling her nipples perk up between my lips feels so visceral. She squeezes my ass and encourages me, my cock lining up with her slit and ready to plunge deep into her.