Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 74713 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74713 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
When the alarm rings again, I know it’s time for me to get up. "Baby," I say softly. "I have to get up."
"Okay," she says, and she doesn’t move.
"You need to get off me." I laugh. When I woke up this time, she had rolled on me. I turn her toward the back of the couch and get up.
"It’s cold," she says, and I grab the throw and place it on her. "No," she says. "Come back."
"I wish I could," I say, bending down and kissing her. "But I need to get to work." I walk to the kitchen and start the coffee machine before going to the bedroom and getting dressed. My cock is hard like a rock as I smell her all around me.
I look at the couch when I walk out and see it empty. "I made you coffee," she says, holding up a to-go cup while she sips the cup of coffee in her own hand.
"Why didn’t you go back to bed?" I ask, grabbing the cup. "It’s early," I say, seeing that it’s just past five.
"Where are you going so early?" she asks.
"I work out with your father and brother," I say.
"Since when?" she asks, shocked.
"Something that they roped me into last week." I take a sip of the coffee. "They want to see if I would pass the physical part of police training."
Her hand goes to the counter as she puts her cup down. "Have you decided if you are going to do that?"
"No." I shake my head. "But it can’t hurt to be prepared for it if I do." I walk to her and put my finger under her chin. "Kiss me," I say. With a smile, she turns to me and wraps her arms around my shoulders, getting on her tippy-toes. She tilts her head to the side and gives me the kiss I asked for. Her tongue slides with mine, and even if I don’t try to deepen it, it does anyway.
The phone in my pocket rings, letting me leave her lips. Pulling the phone out of my pocket, I bring it to my ear without looking to see who it was. "Hello," I say, and she tilts her head back as she kisses my neck.
"Asher, it’s Jacob." I step back as if someone threw a pail of ice water on me. "Everything okay?"
"Yeah," I say, looking around. "Why?"
"You’re usually the one opening the gym for us," he says, laughing.
"I’m on my way," I say. "Be there in ten."
I disconnect the call and put the phone back in my pocket. "That was your father." I look at her. "I need to go." I turn to walk away. "How do I look?"
"Um, good?" she says, smirking. "Why?"
"Does it look like I spent the night making out with his daughter?" I ask, and she brings the cup of coffee up to her lips.
"No." She shakes her head. "But he’s going to wonder who you have a hard-on for." She rolls her lips when I look down and see my cock straining to get the fuck out.
"Fuck," I say, looking down, then turning and walking out of the room. "You are going to get me in trouble," I mumble.
"Who are you talking to?" she asks me, and I look over my shoulder at her. "Me or the cock."
"Trouble!" I yell as I walk out the door to my truck. I open the truck door and stop when I see everything in the glove box out. The hair on the back of my neck sticks up. I look in the back and the seats are cut down the middle.
I take the phone out and call Jacob. "Are you stuck?"
"Someone vandalized my truck," I say, looking around to see if I see anything out of the ordinary. I walk toward Amelia’s truck and see that her door is open slightly. "Amelia’s looks like it was broken into also."
"Be there in ten," he says, and I run back inside. My heartbeat feels like it’s going to explode in my chest. My mouth gets drier than the desert on a summer day.
"Amelia!" I shout her name, scared that someone got into the house when I walked out. "Amelia!" My voice is frantic, and she comes running out of her bedroom in her bra and panties.
"What’s the matter?" Fear is in her voice. Everything in my head is jumbled when I see her standing in front of me. Her hand to her chest, her face white. "What happened?" she says, and the sound of rocks crunching makes me snap out of it.
"Go get dressed. Your father is here," I say, my voice tight, and she nods and turns to walk back into her room.
"Asher?" I hear Jacob call my name.
"In here," I say, and he comes in wearing his workout gear. "I’m not leaving her alone," I say, and he nods at me.