Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 91925 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91925 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
She clamps her mouth shut as I roar with laughter until I start to cough and choke. She gives this cute little pout. So beautiful and adorable at the same time.
“I’m not drinking any more wine.” She huffs and folds her arms over her chest.
“Come here, baby,” I say, opening my arms for her to come to me.
She hesitates for a moment before coming to snuggle on top of my chest. Damn, this feels right. I tighten my arms around her and kiss the top of her head.
“Where haven’t we fucked that’s on your list?”
She’s silent again. So long I don’t think she’s going to respond. Rem fidgets a little before she gives me an answer.
“The elevator to your apartment. It reminds me of that one Usher video. “Little Freak,” I think is the name. I don’t know. I’ve always wanted to do it in one of those old elevators.”
“Seriously?” I chuckle.
“Yeah.”
“I’ll be checking for that video. I like the way that sounds.”
“What about you? You sound like you have a list.” I can hear the humor in her voice.
“I might have one. A public car garage while outside the car has definitely been added to it.”
She laughs and shakes her head. We both get lost in thought as the room grows quiet. I’m glad she’s here. I feel better already.
“Thanks for taking care of me.”
“How’d you get sick in the first place?” she mutters.
“Lelia.”
“Who?” she says jealousy clear in her voice.
“A toddler who almost lost her shoe.”
She relaxes and releases a small laugh. “You have to explain this one.”
Because Rem can have anything she wants from me, I tell her the story of the little girl who sneezed in my mouth. An hour later, she’s still laughing at me, but she’s doing so while lying on my chest.
“I think it’s time for you to change out of these clothes. I’ll make you some more tea too.”
She’s right, I’ve soaked through this thermal shirt. I just haven’t wanted to release her. If I could spend the night with her in my arms like this, I would. I’m damn sure going to try.
“You haven’t eaten, and you’ve been drinking that wine. Why don’t you order something? My treat for you taking such good care of me,” I reply.
“Maybe I’ll take you up on that offer.”
She gets up and collects the tray she brought the tea and soup in on. The sight of her walking away in another of my T-shirts pulls at something in my stomach and chest. It’s a view I want to have more often.
Reminisce
I wake up drenched with something heavy resting across my chest. It’s Knight’s arm and the reason I’m sweating is because he’s pressed to my side, heating me up like a furnace. Some of this sweat might even belong to him.
“Knight,” I whisper.
He’s snoring like a buzz saw. I should’ve gone home hours ago. However, every time he gave me those sad eyes and asked me to stay, I relented. Now I’m trapped under his heavy arm and smothered by his heat.
“Knight,” I try again.
“Mmm,” he murmurs in his sleep, his snores cutting off and starting back up without missing a beat.
He lifts his arm, but only to move it to the hem of my T-shirt, snaking his hand underneath. He cups my breast with his large palm. My nipple beads instantly.
I’ve never had breasts as large as my mother or my sister’s, but Knight was the first guy to ever make me feel like what I have is perfect. I bite my lip as he begins to pinch and roll my peak. I squeeze my thighs together and close my eyes.
If it weren’t for the loud, consistent snores I’d think he was wide awake. I release a moan. He snuggles closer, bathing me in more of his heat.
“Knight,” I groan louder trying to wake him before he sends me over the edge with just the tugging of my nipple.
“I miss you, baby,” he says and sighs.
Thankfully, he moves his hand to my ribs. However, he tugs me closer and holds me in a vice grip. I look at his face that’s only inches from mine. Those long lashes fanning his cheeks and his peaceful expression does me in.
Well, damn, Rem. What have you gotten yourself into?
CHAPTER 8
Thanks, Baby
Reminisce
It’s been three weeks since I nursed Knight back to health. Unfortunately for me, I had to recover from whatever bug he passed on. I was out of the office for a week.
Saga and Bishop owe me big time. I’ve been working day and night to get caught up in the office. IP law may not be as exciting as prosecuting for the DOJ, but it keeps me more than busy.
“Do you miss me?”
I look up to find Knight standing in the doorway of my office once again. He looks much better than the last time I saw him. He’s cut his blond locks some. Although from the way it’s rumpled and the boots on his feet, I can tell he has been on his bike.