Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 25544 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25544 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
He's angry on my behalf.
I don't think anyone has been angry on my behalf in twenty years.
I hesitate for a second before going in. No matter what happens, I'll always be grateful for what he's done...because it's over now.
The truth finally hits me as Montero closes the door.
I'm...no longer married.
I'm back to being me.
Just me.
And before I know it, I'm already removing my wedding ring as tears start to blur my gaze. I'm tempted to throw it out of the window, but I manage to control myself and shove it inside my purse. I think I'll just sell it, give the proceeds to charity—
"Nicole."
The roughness of his voice is like a siren's call in itself, causing me to simply look up in instinctive submission...and that's when I see it.
His head is lowering toward me, and while I have this precious half-second’s chance to turn away—
I don’t take it.
Because this...
This is the right time to let his arm curve around my waist.
The right time for him to pull me close.
This is the right time to be his, and...oh.
I never ever let myself wonder what his lips on mine would feel like.
Taste like.
But this, oh this.
It’s beyond anything I thought possible, a kiss that has my body melting against his like it's always known that this was where I truly belong, and I can only cling to his shoulders as the kiss deepens more and more and more...until he lifts his head.
Because he has to, for my sake.
One more second of that, and I would've passed out from lack of oxygen, and even now I'm still taking deep gulps of air while my heart races like, oh I can't even remember, I don't even know if it ever raced like this for Sandy.
All I know is that when I look up at him, and see his blue eyes blazing so fiercely with emotions I'm still terrified to name—
He'll replace you, too.
—I look at him anyway.
I look at him, and Delia's words don't change what I see.
"Chase..."
I still have no idea what this is between us, but what I do know is enough.
My ex-husband's billionaire boss is a good man—
"You finally said my name." His voice is still rough, his accent more pronounced.
—and I don't want to waste another second of my life.
"Do you like it?"
He cups my chin. "What do you think?"
I answer him by wrapping my arms around his neck, and the world fades as he pulls me into his lap, and his mouth conquers mine in another kiss.
The End...for now.