Total pages in book: 203
Estimated words: 199654 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 998(@200wpm)___ 799(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 199654 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 998(@200wpm)___ 799(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
He sings some of the chorus into my ear, changing boy to babe.
Tears stream down my face. Happy ones.
He got my first dance. He gets this dance. Every last slow dance. All for him. It’s all I’ve ever wanted and it’s really mine.
This song played for our first dance about a decade ago. Ahead of it, I stared at him the entire night, daydreaming he’d come over and ask me to dance. And then Sherry pranked me with the beet juice and he tied his flannel shirt around my waist, leaving him in a muscle shirt as he danced with me. Just like right now. My hands were on his bare shoulders. And now I can touch him wherever I want.
And he’s just made one of my fantasies come true – climbing the trellis at night to come to me.
“After all this time, a fantasy come true. In my fantasies, I was always in bed. You’d come in and ravish me.”
“That’s gonna happen as soon as this song is over.”
“You remembered that it was this song?” I ask.
He shakes his head. “Sadly, no. I asked Cicely.”
“That was really sweet of you,” I say and lean my cheek against his chest, sighing happily.
He is a dream come true.
“How am I at romance so far, Bay?”
“Amazing,” I say dreamily. “If you lay it on any thicker, I fear I’ll swoon.”
“Is that a challenge?”
I giggle.
He continues moving with me and puts his nose to my ear.
“Your scent? It’s my oxygen. When you whimper my name? That’s my favorite song. When you point a smile at me? Each one feels like a trophy I’ve earned. And Bailey? I’m gonna spend my life competing for as many of them as I can get.”
“Swooning is in progress,” I say dramatically, but happiness is swirling through me. “If this is a dream, nobody wake me.”
When the song is nearly over, he speaks, jerking his chin up and looking at my bed.
“Those nights I lay here wanting to fuck you in that bed? Torture.”
My expression drops.
But he speaks against my lips. “So now we both get to fulfill a fantasy.”
I turn that frown upside down quickly as he’s now ensuring the mood doesn’t dim by divesting me of my jeans and my t-shirt.
“My turn,” I tell him when I’m down to my undies and bra. I peel his tank up and off before undoing his fly and throwing his Levis down.
He undoes my bra with a snap of his fingers while putting his mouth to my mate mark and taking a playful nip.
I let out a little squeak and am abruptly lifted up.
Jase’s face changes briefly and I follow his gaze to see what he’s looking at. He lifts the old pair of glasses from the jewelry dish on my nightstand.
“Still weird that I don’t need them anymore.”
“You’re welcome,” he quips.
I laugh.
“So you don’t care about these ones?” he asks.
“Sorry?”
“These aren’t important, right?”
I give my head a shake. “Those are my old ones. They’ve got scratches on the lenses. I just kept them around in case–”
I stop talking because he’s popping the lenses out.
He puts the empty frames on me. “Those nights I lay on the floor here fantasizing about touching you?”
I wait for him expand on that.
“You had your glasses on. Let’s keep these for playtime sometimes.”
I laugh again and do it so hard it’s not remotely sexy. But I can’t help but find this hilarious, because one of the things I thought might have made me less attractive to Jase is no longer a factor, and yet he wants me to wear glasses while we fool around.
“Ain’t life funny?” I ask, running my hand up his chest.
“No,” he whispers, and begins to kiss a path between my breasts while his fingertips work magic on my nipples. “If Fate had given me a clue sooner, you could’ve been mine longer.”
I touch his face, melting.
He angrily adds, “And I never would’ve put you through all that heartache.”
“Don’t look back. I’m not.”
“No? You’re not gonna get pissed off if we run into women from my past who think they’ve got a right to breathe the same air as you?”
“Nope. Because it’s in the past. And they might have had your attention for a minute, but I get to have it for the rest of our lives.”
Jase swallows, looking like he’s still carrying guilt.
“And I get to make babies with you.”
His expression softens a little.
“And do life with you. Maybe I’ll get you to wear a wedding band when we go to town, so everyone knows you’re taken.”
“You think this ink doesn’t say that?” he jokes.
Good point.
“But I can do that. Happy to do that. Are we goin’ to Alaska?” he asks.
I wrinkle my nose. “Maybe not. I don’t want to miss anything important around here.”
“We can talk about it some more when Blakely sends you that job description. Always wanted to fish in Alaska. We know an alpha up there I get along great with. He has a construction company. I don’t mind if we go. I can hop on some jobs with him if I get bored while you work. I want you to have everything you want in life, Bay, and working for the SCC on a big medical project could be a nice feather in your cap.”