Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 72760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
All I can do is watch with a stupid grin as he hurries around the magnificent bathroom, but the second we step out and walk down the hall, I find myself pushing into a room off the side and instantly falling in love.
My hand falls to my small bump as I look around the adorable nursery and feel my baby fluttering inside of me. I’m only just finishing my first trimester, so we still have a while to go before we meet our little son or daughter, but knowing that we’ll be starting a family in this home, and that this room is going to be his or hers is something else entirely.
Thorne steps in behind me and curls his arms around my waist until his big hands are wrapped protectively around my bump. He pulls me back into him so that I lean against his wide chest. “Do you like it?”
“I freaking love it,” I murmur into the silence, just imagining how one day this home is going to be filled with the best kind of noise.
“Good,” he whispers, ducking his head to press a kiss to my cheek. “I’m glad.”
I turn in his arms and look up into his eyes with nothing but joy. “This is honestly turning out to be one of the best days of my life. I’ll never forget the feeling of walking in here for the first time.”
“Yeah?” he questions, a proud smile tearing across his face.
I nod. “But do you know what would make it even better?”
“What?”
I take his hand and pull out of his arms before laughing as I drag him back out into the hallway. I glance back over my shoulder, loving the excitement sparkling in his warm eyes. “We need to christen it.”
A booming laugh tears out of my husband, and not a second later, he tugs on my hand, pulling me back into him and before I can say another word, he scoops me up and walks back into the bathroom, placing me down on the massive marble counter.
Thorne meets my gaze, and as he leans into me, I can’t stop the thrilling anticipation that builds within me. His lips crush to mine and as his fingers curl around the hem of my shirt and start tearing it over my head, his words brush against my skin. “I thought you’d never ask.”