Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82472 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82472 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
“From now on, we take this car at least once a week.” I smirk at her and she just giggles and looks down shyly.
“I don’t think I can move,” she says and places her head in the crook of my neck.
“Then don’t.” I cross my hands across her back and kiss her head while we sit here in the middle of a deserted parking lot, our clothes almost all on, and I just made love to her.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Kaleigh
I put my hand almost under my chest as I rest my head in the crook of Noah’s neck. I don’t know what just happened but that was unlike anything I have ever done. I mean, I’ve had sex before, but this was more. It was so much more. I could see it in his eyes and feel it in my body and not just the big cock that he had planted inside me. I don’t know how long we just stay in this dark parking lot, but when I finally peel myself up, Noah has his eyes closed. I lean in, kissing his cheek while he opens his eyes.
“Babycakes,” he says as I smile and go about setting my clothes back to their original order.
I button his shirt and get up, trying to gracefully get back over the console. “Why was it so easy to get over but getting back requires me to hit things?” I ask as I stumble into the seat onto my ass. My feet are still over the console while I pull them back to me. I see him tucking his cock into his pants and zipping up. He opens the door, getting out to make sure his pants are fastened properly.
When he gets back inside he says, “Going out, take two.” And slowly pulls out and gets back on the road.
By the time we get to the club, it already has a line in front. The valet has six men running to get everyone inside. A valet opens my door, putting his hand out to help me out. I grab it and place one leg out and then another, putting my purse in front of my crotch to make sure there is no vagina sighting. Noah meets me at the back of the car, grabbing my hand in his.
“Ready?” he asks and I nod and let him lead me inside. We walk the red carpet, past the photographers that are snapping away and yelling out Noah’s name. I put my head down, smiling till he stops at the end of the carpet right before the door. “Smile,” he says as he grabs me around the waist and tucks me into his side.
The doors open and we make our way inside. The music is loud compared to the silence outside. The floor thumps from the bass and all the people dancing and moving around. I look around and see that it’s dimly lit with candles. It’s almost impossible to move through the throngs of people, but Noah somehow makes his way over to the stairs where we walk upstairs to meet everyone. I search for familiar faces when I hear Noah say, “This place is insane.” He shakes Austin’s hand. “Congrats, man.”
“Your shirt isn’t even buttoned properly.” Austin points out to him while we both look at the shirt that is indeed one button up.
I smile and shrug my shoulders. “I can’t help it if he dresses like a guy on GQ. Where is Lauren?” I look over his head and around to see if I can see Lauren, but instead I find Jake. Fuck.
“Oh, shit. Is that Jake and the home-wrecker?” I motion toward the bar.
“Fuck,” Austin says right before he makes his way toward Lauren and now an angry looking Jake. I see the two of them start talking and then, Jake turning around and walking away.
“Let me introduce you to everyone,” Noah says, moving into the booth that his friends are now sitting in. “John,” he says, pointing to a guy who has his hands stretched across the couch he is sitting on, “this is Kaleigh, my girl.”
John leans forward and puts his hand out to shake mine. “Finally the one who broke his penis,” he says, laughing while he looks over at the woman who is sitting on his right. “This is my wife, Dani.”
It is me who now leans in to shake her hand.
“I never thought I would see the day that someone could tame him,” she says, sipping her drink.
“You guys are going to scare her off,” Noah says, leaning down to grab a bottle of water while he makes me a vodka cranberry. “You didn’t break my penis, I promise.” He kisses me on the nose while he continues introducing me to Cooper, who is an ex NHL player and smoking hot, and his equally hot wife, Parker.