Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 77265 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77265 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
She sighs. “I don’t think so. Right now, I want to focus on being a mom. I’m thinking I might homeschool Kaitlyn. Didn’t your mom do that for you?”
“Yeah. She baked a lot of good shit too.”
“I’ll have you know, I became quite the little baker while we were apart. That’s one of the only good things to have come from that time.” She kisses the side of my neck. “What about you? You going to become a biker now, Johnny?”
I snort out a laugh that makes Nova whimper in her sleep. “Fuck no. You know how dangerous those things are?”
“Hadley told me she and Koyn had sex once while riding on his.”
“Not happening,” I grumble. “Get that out of your head.”
She giggles and it’s a sweet fucking sound.
“I was thinking, though,” I say slowly. “Maybe still working with these guys. We got some of the big players, our dads included, but there are more out there we missed.”
We both know that just because we got the people who hurt us specifically, it doesn’t mean there’s not a whole world of people who haven’t. They just need to be found, exposed, and punished.
“What about Theo?” she asks. “Will he stick around?”
“I want him to if you want him to.”
“He’s growing on me.”
“Same.”
We both chuckle.
“Want to dump the baby on him and fuck me on the pool table?”
I bark out an unexpected laugh. “Don’t taunt me, woman.”
“Taunt? It was an invitation, Caius.”
Turning my head, I touch the tip of my nose to hers. “I thought you couldn’t.”
“Time flies when you’re fighting bad guys.” Her grin brightens her beautiful face. “I’m ready if you are. If not, we can do it another day—hey!”
I nearly send her flying to her ass in my hurry to get up. She cracks up laughing when I stalk past her, looking for someone to pawn our baby off onto. LuLu’s mom happens to be closest.
“Watch her for a second, yeah?”
“What? Uh, sure?” She awkwardly accepts Nova, face scrunched in confusion.
“They’re going to have sex, Mom,” LuLu tells her like she’s the adult between them.
Her mother’s mouth gapes open. I don’t wait for her to change her mind.
Romy is waiting by the firepit, giggling with amusement. When I reach her, I toss her over my shoulder like I’m claiming my prize. She squeals as I smack her ass. Sunshine barks at me from somewhere but doesn’t race to save Romy.
The idea of getting to have sex with this woman today is the icing on our cake of victory.
A strange feeling courses through me.
I don’t recognize it, but I like it.
Joy.
I guess that’s my life now.
I fucking love it.
Romy
One Year Later…
“I’m an unreliable narrator. That’s what they told me.”
The woman on the other end of the Zoom call listens with rapt attention as I tell my story from start to finish. With time, it gets easier to tell, but the pain is still buried deep inside me. The only thing that eases it is when I’m with my family.
But people need to hear this.
There could be others out there trapped in ugly worlds not of their making and hearing there are people who are trying to save them might give them hope.
“Tell us where they can pre-order your book,” the woman says. “I’ve read the advanced copy from front to back three times. It’s such a harrowing tale. Everyone needs to read it.”
I point her to the usual outlets and then plug my website where they can get a signed copy. By the time we end the call, I’m beat.
As if on cue, Caius—my husband—saunters into our shared office. I let out a yelp when he scoops me out of my chair.
“We only have a few minutes before they notice I went missing,” he growls as he carries me to our room.
I laugh the entire way. The man is an animal in bed. He can’t get enough of me. I’m not complaining.
“We’re going to be quick. You’re going to touch your pretty pussy while I rail you from behind. Got it, wifey?”
“You’re so bossy,” I playfully tease.
He tosses me onto our bed and grins wickedly at me. “You like it when I tell you what to do. It makes you so fucking wet.”
“In bed,” I remind him. “Everywhere else, not so much.”
“Liar.”
I squeal when he drags me to the end of the bed and roughly flips me over. I’m wearing a nice dress for my Zoom interview, so he’s awarded easy access. He doesn’t even bother to fully remove my panties, just pulls them far enough down my thighs he can get to where he wants to be.
“Daddy? Daddy?”
Kaitlyn can be heard outside, calling for Caius. Once Nova started saying “Daddy,” Kaitlyn did too. We were both surprised but happy to hear it.
“Fuck,” Caius groans. “Pussy. Fingers. Now.”
I do as I’m told, touching my clit as he pulls down his swim trunks. He yanks open the bedside table, slathers lube on his dick, and then he’s pressing against me.