Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 116231 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116231 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
“Well, you can’t do that.”
“Which makes me pissed off,” he grumbles and now I laugh.
“I’m sorry that she pissed you off,” I say and he glares. “I’m more sorry for myself that you didn’t give me a proper greeting when I walked into the house.” He tosses the knife down and looks at the cutting board in front of him and then back up at me. “I’m hungry. I didn’t eat lunch today and then I rushed out to come here because you said you were going to cook for me.”
“It won’t take long.”
“Just what I want to hear after us not having sex for a week. It’s not going to take long.”
“We had sex two days ago.” He raises his eyebrows. “I came over after I dropped the kids off at school.”
“It lasted ten minutes and you fucked me against my door.” He smiles big.
“You answered the door in your robe that was half open.” He folds his arms over his chest. “What was I supposed to do?”
“I had just gotten out of the shower,” I say in my defense.
“I didn’t hear you complaining.” He glares at me, and I tilt my head to the side.
“Pretty hard to do anything when you covered my mouth with yours.” I smile at him. “Then I forgot everything.”
He walks around to me, turning me on the stool as he grabs me around my waist and lifts me up. “I had a good day at work.” He places me on the island, and I open my legs for him to stand in between them. “Then I went to see my girl at work, and it got even better.” He pushes the hair over my shoulder as he bends and kisses under my jaw. “Then I left in such a great mood, so I was going to buy my girl some flowers, cook her dinner, flirt with her over dinner. Then I got a phone call, and it pissed me off, so all my plans were almost fucking forgotten, when all I wanted to do was call my ex back and tell her to go fuck herself.”
“You were going to flirt with me?” I grip the side of his shirt in my hand and pull him to me. He nods as he pushes the other side of my hair behind me, leaving my neck open for him.
“Oh yeah,” he assures me in a low growl as he sucks the side of my neck. “Major flirting was to happen.”
“Do you think that you could still do that?” I ask him. I close my eyes and shiver when I feel his breath on my ear and his lips kiss right behind my lobe. “What if we just did a redo of when the day started to turn to shit?”
“What do you mean?” he asks me.
“I mean, why don’t we get in the car and go buy me some flowers.” I lean forward and softly kiss his jaw. “Then we can come home, and I can let you go inside, and then I’ll ring the doorbell a couple of minutes later.” I put my hands on his shoulders. “It’ll be Groundhog Day, but not the whole day.”
“You know what?” he replies, plucking me off the counter, “that is a great idea.” He shocks me, slipping his hand in mine. “Let’s go.”
“What?” I ask as I try to keep up with him as he walks out of the house, slamming the door behind us, and then pressing the lock button on the keypad. When we are both down the steps, he turns around and his mouth crashes down on mine, right before he walks over to the passenger side of his SUV and puts me in it. “I was joking,” I say as he pulls out of his driveway. He looks over at me and breaks into a grin, and then he smirks and certain parts of me start to flutter.
“Shit,” he swears once he pulls into a parking spot and looks over at me, “this isn’t where I parked.” He looks around and I put my hand on his leg.
“I think we’ll be okay,” I tell him as I look around. “Do you want me to come in or will that mess with it?”
He looks around. “You can come in, but you can’t say anything.”
“Pretend I’m not even here,” I tell him and he snorts.
“Baby, when you’re in the room, there is no way I can pretend you aren’t there,” he states. I put my hand on his cheek and bend to kiss him.
“That was very smooth, Knox. I see the flirting part of the night has started” I rub his cheek with my thumb as he opens his door, and I step down. He slides his hand in mine as he walks over to the flower shop. He pulls open the door and we step in. A lady comes out of the backroom and smiles at us.