Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“Okay.” I don’t really have an argument since I want what he’s offering more than anything in the world.
CHAPTER EIGHT
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I can’t believe Radley walked right into my brewery. As I stare down into her ice-blue eyes, visions of little dark-haired toddlers who look just like her run through my mind, but I know I need to slow things down a little so I don’t scare her off.
“Where are you staying?” I ask her, already planning to move her gorgeous little ass into my house the first opportunity I get.
“At the Silver Spoon Falls Inn.” Radley takes another large sip of the hard cider. “Why?”
“I want to know everything about you.” I mentally run through my schedule, trying to figure out how I’m going to rearrange my time so I can throw all my energy into wooing my girl. “Would you have dinner with me tonight and we can get started on our future?”
“I’d like that.”
After we make plans for me to pick her up at the hotel at six, I walk her the two blocks to the Silver Spoon Falls Inn. When we step into the lobby, she turns and smiles at me. “I’ll see you a little later.”
“I’m going to walk you up to your room.” There’s no way I’m letting her walk to her room alone.
We step onto the empty elevator, and I wrap my arm around her shoulders and pull her close as the doors close.
We step off on the third floor, and I glance around, making sure nothing seems fishy while holding her close against my side.
When we stop at her hotel room door, I turn her in my arms and kiss her until we’re both breathless before taking her keycard and opening the door. “Stay here while I make sure everything is okay,” I tell her before doing a quick inspection of the room.
Once I’m sure there’s nothing suspicious, I pull her close for one more kiss. “I’ll be back at five forty-five.”
I lift her soft hand to my lips for a quick kiss and then hightail it the fuck out of there before I’m tempted to forget my plans to take things slow.
On my way back to The Wild Peach, I call Calista to arrange for coverage at The Wild Peach since tonight is supposed to be my night to close up. “Hello, boss. Is everything okay?” She answers on the second ring.
“Everything is fucking perfect.” I’m practically levitating from the happiness flowing through my soul. “I need to talk to you about a slight change in plans.”
“Sure. I’m just dropping off the mail and I’ll be back. Want me to meet you in your office?”
“Something came up and I’m not coming back to the brewery tonight. Do you think you can handle things without me?”
“Of course. I’ll keep things under control. Enjoy your night off.” My efficient assistant doesn’t even balk at stepping in to help me. I mentally make a note to increase her monthly bonus.
“Thanks. I owe you.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll collect soon enough.” She laughs as I hang up the phone.
I head home and hop into an icy-cold shower, hoping the cool water will help with the permanent erection I seem to have any time my girl is around. When the temperature alone doesn’t have an effect on my hungry cock, I grab the body wash and decide to take matters into my own hand. Literally.
As I wrap my hand around my cock, I close my eyes and lay my head back against the cool marble wall. Fantasies of my little spitfire’s pouty lips wrapped around my cock run through my mind while I stroke my fucking erection.
It doesn’t take long for me to come with Radley’s image running through my mind on a constant loop. Feeling somewhat relieved if not satisfied, I hop out of the shower and finish getting ready for my date with my soulmate.
Once I’m dressed and ready, I sit in my living room with a whiskey and dial my brother’s number. It’s time for Justice to know what’s going on between his drummer and me.
I groan to myself when his voicemail picks up. “I need to talk to you.” I leave a brief message and hang up. The ball is in his court now.
At five thirty-six, I walk into the Silver Spoon Falls Inn and head straight for the elevator.
I pace the hall outside Radley’s room a few times, attempting to get my ass under control before I finally walk up and knock on the door. “Hold on.” The wooden door between us does little to diminish the effect her smoky voice has on my goddamn cock. The fucker instantly turns to stone in my dress pants, and I have to close my eyes and count backward from a hundred to maintain some small amount of control.