Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 154037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 770(@200wpm)___ 616(@250wpm)___ 513(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 770(@200wpm)___ 616(@250wpm)___ 513(@300wpm)
I gave him the most exaggerated lift of my brow. “Don’t you know your meat is supposed to be moist and full of flavor? Like biting into a ripe, juicy ass.”
River shook his head like he thought I was the most obnoxious guy around while Kane cracked up. “You do realize how wrong that sounds? I hope you aren’t actually taking chunks out of the women you somehow convince to climb into your bed?”
“My dear, poor, ignorant Kane. You can rest assured that anyone who climbs into my bed is not complaining.” I dramatically touched my chest, playing it up. “Only thing I do is leave them begging for more.”
Kane knew I’d never hurt a woman. Loved women. Respected the hell out of them, and I made sure to give them as much pleasure as they gave me. It ended there, though.
Tinkling laughter rolled through the fall air, and my attention immediately was drawn to where Raven was playing at the edge of the lake with Nolan and Charleigh. All three of them were barefoot and splashing around in the cool water.
“Auntie, Auntie, watch this one!” Nolan shouted as he jumped and splashed in the water. He had a giant rock that he tossed from the side like he thought he was going to skip it.
It was his favorite game at the lake, though he hadn’t quite gotten the hang of it, and the rock sank straight to the bottom.
Not a shocker that Raven gave him a giant high five. “That one was amazing! Did you see the big splash it made? I think it was the biggest one yet.”
Yeah, someone made a big splash, that was for sure.
“Sure, sure, you just keep telling yourself whatever you need to.” Kane’s razzing jolted me back to the conversation.
“Oh, what matters is what they tell me, brother,” I told him. “Maybe someday you’ll do it right and you’ll know what that’s like.”
I reached out and patted his shoulder in mock sympathy.
He flicked off my hand. “Fuck you, man. I always have them chanting my name.”
Theo grunted from where he sat lounged in a folding chair, nursing a beer. “Only the assholes who don’t know what they’re doing need to brag about it.”
Our conversation clipped off when Nolan suddenly came running up the shore toward us, flapping his hands over his head as he sang, “Is the food almost ready yet? I’m starving, so I gotta eat.”
“If your dad here wasn’t trying to burn the burgers, it would already be ready.” Couldn’t help but toss out the taunt.
River grunted before he turned a smile at his son. I wasn’t the only one the kid had completely smitten. “Yup, just finishing up. Why don’t you tell your mom and auntie that we’re about ready.”
“Yes!” He punched a fist in the air, and he gave me a high five as he blazed a path back toward where Raven and Charleigh were whispering something to each other, two of them always giggling and keeping secrets.
“Hey, hey, my best Mommy and Auntie!” Nolan shouted as he jumped, his blond hair bouncing in the wind, rallying the crowd. “Hurry up! It’s time to eat.”
Spinning again, he beelined for the big cooler that sat next to the portable picnic table we’d set up. “Uncle Otto, get over here and help me get everything because you know it’s really good to help out our family because family takes care of each other.”
Wasn’t about to argue with that.
A low chuckle rumbled free as I ambled his direction. He was on his knees, grunting as he tried to pry open the lid.
“Here, let me help.” I acted like it took a whole lot of effort to get it free.
“Woowee, Uncle Otto, that was a rough one, but I guess because you got the really big muscles, you got it.”
I ruffled a hand through his hair. “Don’t worry, Little Dude. Soon your muscles will be big enough, and you’ll be so strong that you’ll have to be careful not to rip the lid clean off.”
He giggled like mad. “Like the Hulk?” Then his blue eyes went wide as he curled up his nose. “Except I don’t want to be green.”
“Nah, you don’t have to be green.”
I helped him load everything from the cooler onto the table. Sliced tomatoes and onions and lettuce. Ketchup, mustard, and mayonnaise. A fucking delicious looking potato salad.
I’d done up a fruit salad, and I went to my cooler to grab it. I was setting it onto the table just as Raven placed a hot dish that looked like some kind of casserole onto the table across from me.
She leaned over so she could reach an open spot. A lock of midnight hair caressed her sun-kissed cheek, and those inky eyes did desperate, stupid things to me when she angled her gaze up in my direction.