Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“Because they can pretty much talk us into anything.” I swear it’s Easton who’s wearing the pout now.
Isn’t that the fuckin’ truth. There isn’t much I would say no to when it comes to my wife’s happiness. She has given me two daughters over the years, leaving me surrounded by girls. All of them have me wrapped around their little fingers, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. They’ve changed me in a way that I never knew was in the cards for me. If Vegas and my old life could see me now, they wouldn’t believe their eyes. Thankfully, they won’t.
I left that life behind a few years ago. Our oldest will soon be starting kindergarten. I wanted a fresh start, and I knew my wife wanted to be close to her sister’s family.
It was the right decision. Our kids love being together. We spend our summers on the island where their grandpa is living.
The kids can never get enough of each other. Not to mention our oldest daughter and our niece are only a few months apart. It’s nice to see the bond they’ve formed. They want to spend every second together. I know Ace and Melody both love that their kids are so close.
My phone vibrates. A picture of my wife and her sister comes up.
“The fuck?” both Easton and I say at the same time, letting me know security sent him the picture too.
While their old lives are no longer a threat to them, because both Easton and I made sure of it, that doesn't mean they’re not in any danger. We still make sure they are always protected when we aren't with them. That’s not a common occurrence with my early retirement, but it happens from time to time.
“That was not what they were wearing when they left.” I stand up and start heading towards the exit, not worrying about the tab. I’ll have Noah come and deal with it. All I care about at this moment is getting to my little Ace.
“This is Ace’s doing,” Easton mutters as he follows me out. I can’t deny it. She enjoys getting a rise out of me. If I’m honest, I rather enjoy it too. The palm of my hand is already tingling with anticipation.
It’s a short walk down the block to the bar they’d gone to. We stayed close. It wasn’t a massive bar, but it had a small dance floor. I knew it wouldn’t be too crowded for them, and I know the owner, Quinn. I’m all for Ace spending some girl time with her sister, but I make sure to do my homework on the places she’s going. I would lose my mind if I didn’t.
When we enter the bar, Easton glances around, trying to find them. I don’t. I keep moving to the back of the bar, knowing exactly where my girl is.
“Where are they?”
“In the back.”
“In the fucking back.” Easton’s voice booms over the music.
“It’s fine, and security is back there.” Like I said, I know my Ace, so I planned ahead. I keep that little nugget of information to myself for now. Easton will figure it out soon enough.
I make my way down the back hallway to another door. “The hell?” Easton shakes his head, the pieces finally falling into place for him. I can tell he’s irritated, but he’s not going to say shit. He does crazy shit for his wife, so why wouldn’t I do the same?
My eyes land on my little Ace. I can’t help the jealousy that washes over me at the thought of others seeing so much of her skin on display. I’m a possessive bastard. I want every inch of her to be for my eyes only.
As if she feels my stare, she turns, her eyes locking with mine. Her cheek flush red. Her mouth makes a perfect O. One I’ll be fucking tonight after I spank her ass. It wouldn’t be hard with that short little dress she has on.
I head straight toward her. “Better pay attention or you’ll lose your count, Ace,” I say when I get close enough for her to hear me.
“Bo!” she hisses, thinking I just called her out at the blackjack table for all to hear. The owner Quinn normally uses this space for private parties and poker tournaments. I had planned ahead with him and had it turned into a small casino for the night. One I knew my curious wife would find.
“Time to go.” I give her ass a light smack, making her jump. She wobbles in her heels. I snag her around the waist to keep her from falling.
“She’s damn good, Knight,” Quinn says from behind the blackjack table. Ace lets out a small gasp.
“Oh my God. Did he set this all up?” Melody giggles. She sways on her feet. I know they both are tipsy. I can smell the sweet cranberry on Ace.