Total pages in book: 193
Estimated words: 184001 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 920(@200wpm)___ 736(@250wpm)___ 613(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 184001 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 920(@200wpm)___ 736(@250wpm)___ 613(@300wpm)
“Not this time. You can just match the measurements to Seth’s.”
“Oookay.”
In the corner, I see Tyler frown. I don’t like the way he hangs on our every word. Aurelia is ours to look after, not his. I don’t appreciate another man pissing all over my territory either.
I barely tolerate Thorin and Khalil, and I love them. They’re my brothers as much as Zeke’s. Actually, come to think of it, it annoys me when he gets her too.
But I don’t want to kill them.
I want to kill Tyler Westbrook. Or at least seriously maim him. Cut a finger off or two…
“Stop thinking about murder,” Khalil leans over to whisper.
“I wasn’t thinking about murder. I was thinking about maiming.”
“Stop thinking about maiming. We’re supposed to be nice,” Thorin says.
“Nice is for Sunshine. Maiming is for everyone else.”
“You’d maim us?” Khalil asks curiously.
“Only when you’re not nice to Sunshine.”
“What are you guys talking about?” Aurelia asks as she walks over with three black garment bags thrown over her arm.
“You,” I say.
“And maiming,” Thorin tattles.
Aurelia frowns and mumbles, “I’m afraid to ask.”
“Don’t be,” I coo as I pull her into my lap. “We’d never maim you.”
“You’re not allowed to maim my friends either,” she decrees since she knows us so well.
“You’re not allowed to have any friends but us,” I tell her as I nuzzle her neck. “We’re your BFFs forever.”
“BFF means best friends forever, Seth.”
“I know,” I say as I pepper her shoulder with kisses. “But when forever’s over I’ll want another go.”
“Aww. That’s sweet. But I don’t have sex with my friends,” she informs dryly.
“Oh.” My head pops up. “Well, then never mind.”
Snorting, Aurelia tries to stand from my lap, but she struggles to regain her feet so much that Khalil has to stand and help her. She then goes about freeing the suits from the garment bags and laying them in our lap. “I just need you to try them on, and then the tailor will take your measurements.”
I glance over at the bespectacled man wearing a sweater vest and eyeing Thorin like he can’t wait to get his hands on him.
“Can we have the room, please?” Aurelia calls out, and everyone except the tailor, the stylist, and her assistant leave. “It’s only temporary,” she promises again when she sees we’re still sitting.
Khalil and Thorin stand and start to undress while I eye the suit in my lap.
I’ve never worn one before. What if I look silly? What if Sunshine doesn’t like me anymore because I look silly?
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” Thorin says after he’s stripped down to his boxer briefs and is shoving a leg inside the black pants.
“Very much,” Aurelia answers, her brown eyes gleaming with humor.
I slowly get up from the couch and try to ease out of the room, but Sunshine’s commanding voice stops me in my tracks.
“Stop right there, Seth.” I stand still as she walks over to me.
“I was just…” I scratch my head for an excuse. “Going…to the bathroom.”
“Please?” I feel her belly brush my arm as she reaches out to take my hand. “For me?”
Feeling myself cave, I raise our joined hands and kiss the back of it. “Of course for you.”
As soon as she turns away, I roll my eyes and reluctantly let her lead me back over to the couch. I undress and climb into the suit that looks and feels nice but makes me want to tear free of my own skin.
The urge is stomped under her cute little heel though when Aurelia turns around from grabbing the boxes of shiny shoes and her jaw drops.
I know it’s a genuine reaction when the shoeboxes tumble out of her arms. She tries to bend and grab them but doesn’t get very far, so I step forward and crouch to retrieve them. I turn and shove them into Khalil’s hands before facing Aurelia again. “Like what you see, Sunshine?”
“Do I?” she says, hyping me up. “I didn’t think it was possible for you to get any hotter, Seth Cura.”
Forgetting we’re surrounded by people, I bend and kiss her neck.
I hear a few gasps, but Aurelia doesn’t push me away. Unbothered by their stares, she just smiles and adjusts her head to give me better access.
Our debut as Aurelia’s bodyguards happens a week later.
First, we trail her to meet with her lawyers and label. The following week, we watch over her while does her maternity shoot, which happens in two locations.
The first is in Washington state, starting by a waterfall and ending on the edge of a rocky cliff that makes us swear and grit our teeth while overlooking the evergreens wrapped in fog. She’s naked in those photos, her front covered in a simple white wrapping that becomes sheer from the pool created by the waterfall.
The second shoot takes place in a Los Angeles studio with far more dramatic outfits and poses and glamour.