Total pages in book: 12
Estimated words: 11137 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 56(@200wpm)___ 45(@250wpm)___ 37(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 11137 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 56(@200wpm)___ 45(@250wpm)___ 37(@300wpm)
Relief washes over me when she burrows her face into my chest. “I’m scared.”
“I know. I am, too, but we’ll make this work. I’m too far gone for you to back out now.”
The words barely leave my mouth before I cup her face and kiss her. It starts slow, like I’m exploring her mouth for the first time, but when she moans, my hands tighten, and I wrap a hand around the back of her neck to push her to me.
The kiss deepens, our tongues tangling, and I swallow every moan and whimper coming out of Jordyn. Those are the only things I hear, so when Toby walks in on us making out in the living room, I don’t even stop as he yells, “Jesus Christ. Lock the fucking door!”
Jordyn pushes against my chest, but I still don’t let up. I chuckle and continue kissing her.
EPILOGUE
JORDAN
Jordyn is sitting cross-legged on my bedroom floor, a massive book on her lap, a cup of half-finished coffee by her thigh, and a small plate now filled with nothing but croissant crumbs.
I sit beside her and hand her a small white box.
She eyes me suspiciously. “What’s this?”
“I’m taking you out on a date tonight. It’s a little something to wear.”
“Do I embarrass you in my jeans and shirt?”
“No. You can wear rags for all I care. Just … just open it, baby.” I nudge it closer to her.
A faint, nervous smile tugs on her lips. She tugs on the ribbon and lifts the lid. Her breath catches, and she freezes. Inside is the dress she’s been looking at the other day. Her hands hover over it. “Jordan…”
“You like it, baby?”
Her voice catches in her throat. “H-how did you—”
“I pay attention, baby.” I trail kisses down the side of her face to her neck. “And I want to fuck you against the wall while you wear that.”
Jordyn’s chuckle morphs into a moan. Goddammit, how can one guy be this lucky?
The End