Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 72059 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72059 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Galvin looked at her phone for the time. Sail would pick her up at six, and then they’d stop at every restaurant on the list his mother needed him to. Tonight, was takeout night at the Carter’s. This was one of the ways the family supported all other businesses.
Sunday’s dinner would be a whole different ball game. While not exactly formal, they would sit around their ornate family table in their dining room, with nice plates, silverware, the whole nine yards, and enjoy each other’s company.
She wasn’t sure which night was going to cause her the most anxiety. Tonight, she could easily pass as Sail’s friend or charity case since she’s new in town. On Sunday, she’d sit next to him as his whatever they were to each other, while people at the table stared at her.
Yep, tonight is definitely the easier of the two.
Looking at the time on her phone again, she continued to pace and make up conversations in her head, so she was prepared to respond. It wasn’t like she hadn’t met parents before, this just felt different.
It’s because you like him a lot.
Her thoughts made her stop. A smile formed on her lips as she accepted the fact that Sail was everything, she didn’t know she was looking for. For the most part, she didn’t care he hadn’t finished college. According to him, he’d go back to Miami and work his ass off to finish so he could still graduate on time.
But where did that leave them?
Law school was in Boston. She’d already applied, paid the fee, and deferred a semester to save money. And Sail had a life in Miami. One she wouldn’t ask him to give up for her.
“Ugh,” she said, as her hands came to the top of her head and squeezed. “You’re way over thinking everything, Galvin. Get it together.”
Once January came, they’d go their separate ways, making no promises to each other. If and when Sail returned, they’d see how things were between them.
“If he comes back,” she said into the open space. She fully expected him to stay in Miami and become some tropical tour guide, like he said he wanted to be.
The knock came before Galvin could text Sail and give him some lousy excuse as to why she couldn’t go tonight. She opened the door in a rush, startling Sail.
“Shit, I almost fell.”
She eyed him suspiciously. “The platform is big enough that you’re not on the edge, teetering toward your death.”
“Touché,” he said as he rested his arm on the door jamb. He eyed her, causing her insides to play topsy-turvy. And if she wasn’t mistaken, the button on her jeans began to loosen by itself. She took a deep, shuddering breath, which only made things worse because he never took his eyes off her.
“You okay?”
Galvin nodded. “Just thinking.”
“About last night?”
She hadn’t been but was now. The things he’d done to her body and the way he made her feel . . . another shudder ripped through her.
“Can I come in?” His tone changed and he stepped forward without missing a beat. Galvin backed up into the kitchen, and it was like her body moved on autopilot until they were near her bed.
“Do you have an itch you want me to scratch?”
Galvin giggled at the metaphor.
“Do you think I’m funny?” he asked as he pulled out his wallet. The shiny square package rested between his fingers.
“Sail . . .” She wiggled her legs together which didn’t escape is notice. He smirked and shook his head.
“We don’t have time for this.” She motioned between them.
“I can be fast.” He winked. “Besides, now that I’ve been in that sweet pussy of yours, I’ve craved it all day.”
Her cheeks flushed. Fiery hot and undoubtedly red.
Sail palmed her breast, tweaking her nipples. Her head fell back and moaned. “Sail . . .”
“You can keep saying my name all you want. In fact, I love hearing it escape breathlessly between your lips. But it’s not going to change the fact that I want to bend you over right now.”
“Oh, sweet . . .” Sail swallowed whatever she was about to say when he kissed her. On their own accord, she worked the button and zipper on her jeans and shimmied them down her legs. And then she helped Sail with his.
As soon as he had the condom on, he spun her around and bent her forward. “I promise, we won’t be late for anything.” He thrusted and then groaned. “Holy fuck me, Galvin. How are you so ready for me?”
Words failed her.
“What in the hell took you so long?” Tidal said as Sail and Galvin climbed the porch stairs with their arms full of takeout. They’d made stops for pizza, fried chicken, tacos, and subs. Galvin supposed this was a common occurrence with a big family, especially when they exercised takeout night. Not everyone would agree on one thing.