Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 151384 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 757(@200wpm)___ 606(@250wpm)___ 505(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 151384 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 757(@200wpm)___ 606(@250wpm)___ 505(@300wpm)
Where Maeve nearly died.
Then there was the smaller office where Abe had been knocked unconscious.
Jenner wrapped his hand around hers on one side. Tobias took the other side.
“You should go lie down,” she told Tobias, tugging at his hand.
“I’m fine, sweetness. But you look like someone hit your puppy.”
“I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”
“It’s time to leave this place,” Jenner said suddenly.
“What?” She turned to him.
“It’s not us. It was never us. It’s a flashy home with no soul. We need somewhere more like the cabin.”
“What?” she asked.
“Not the actual cabin. Figure we should sell that. But somewhere out of town. Maybe more like a compound. A lot of land. A few houses. Some privacy for all of us. Somewhere Maeve and Cat can come stay if they want to. But not this place, not anymore.”
“Are you sure?” she whispered.
“Yeah, I’m sure.” Jenner used his free hand to brush her hair off her face. She hadn’t managed to tame it in the last few days. “This place isn’t home.”
“Home is where you guys are, though.”
“Yeah,” he agreed. “But this place never made you happy and it didn’t make me happy. It’s time to move on. Somewhere private. Somewhere that feels like us. We’ll find that place. And then we’ll make it our home. The three of us. Together.”
Yeah. They’d make it their home.
All of them.
Together forever.
EPILOGUE
“Immy!” Tobias yelled.
Uh-oh.
Immy was in trouble.
“Hide me, stuffies!” she cried as she dove into the pile of stuffies in the corner of her massive playroom.
Miss Pippa Porker gave her a chiding look. That pig was so judgy. But she better not give Immy away or she was gonna be a nice pork chop dinner.
Immy lied.
She’d never eat Miss Pippa Porker. But she might find a spell to give her warts or something.
“Immy,” Tobias said, walking into the playroom.
This playroom was the bomb. It was huge. And she’d been allowed to decorate it however she liked. The wallpaper was pink and white with owls on it. The furniture had all come from the cabin because she’d liked that. As well as all the toys. More toys and areas had been added to the room, including a desk for crafts and sometimes writing lines. Which was not nice. And a small stage area for her magic tricks. There was also a big dress-up box that she also liked a lot.
“Immy, I’m going to give you to the count of three,” Tobias said.
“Immy!” Jenner called out, walking into the room. “Ahh, slime in your shampoo bottle?”
“Yes,” Tobias growled. “You?”
“Slime in my favorite shoes. I’m guessing because we had Eric check her over last week when she was ill.”
That hadn’t been fun.
Eric was far too fond of sticking things in her bottom. And, she was guessing, other bottoms. And since they’d discovered that Eric was a Daddy, it seemed to encourage him! He’d taken her temperature rectally, and stuck medicine up there. And he’d left more bottom medicine for Jenner and Tobias to give her.
That had sucked.
And since today was the first day she’d felt a hundred percent, she might have exacted just a teensy bit of revenge.
“One, Immy,” Tobias called out.
“Two, Immy,” Jenner said.
Oh unicorn poop. With a sigh, she stepped out of the stuffy pile.
“It’s no fair when you count,” she grumbled. “That just means that Immy is going to get her bottom spanked.”
“That’s right. But it would be worse for Immy if she didn’t come before the count of three was up,” Jenner said to her.
“Immy has been very naughty,” Tobias said to her. “What are the slime rules?”
“Slime is not supposed to be used to exact revenge on our enemies or Daddy and Papa,” she grumbled.
“Corner time while we clean up,” Tobias told her. “Now.”
Immy sighed. Corner time sucked.
She’d rather get straight to the spanking. Actually, she’d rather have no punishment at all. As she walked past her pile of stuffies, Miss Pippa Porker gave her a superior look.
Pigs could be so judgy.
As she stood in the corner, she reflected that at least no one would hear her getting a spanking. The walls of the playroom were soundproofed. A big selling point for this place.
The biggest selling point, though, had been the privacy and the number of dwellings.
Thankfully, it hadn’t taken long to find this place and they’d moved in two weeks ago. A fan of Jenner’s had snatched up his place, paying top dollar and they’d moved here.
They were now about an hour out of Nashville and owned close to fifty acres of land. The land had five houses on it. Sampson had moved into his own place and Abe into a different one. And there was still a house for Isaiah and for when Maeve and Cat came.
Provided they saw Isaiah again. They hadn’t heard from him in the last two months since she’d seen him.