Pump Fake (The New York Nighthawks #9) Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Sports, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: The New York Nighthawks Series by Fiona Davenport
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Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27290 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
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I probably should have asked if she wanted to go to my place, but I didn’t want to take the chance of her saying no. I wasn’t ready to say goodbye, so I just drove straight to my house, and when I pulled into the driveway, she looked at me with confusion.

“Where are we?”

“My house, baby. I thought we could have dessert and watch a movie.”

She lit up, but her smile was shy as she nodded. “Sure, that sounds great.”

Pressing the button on my steering wheel, I watched silently as one of the four garage doors lifted, then drove in and parked. As the door slid back down into place, I felt a little thrill of triumph. Finally, she was here, in my space, in our home. Son of a bitch. That did not help the situation in my pants.

I took a deep, calming breath as I shut off the engine and exited the car. When I opened her door, she was looking up at me with a mixture of hesitation and excitement. Holding out my hand, I waited for her to make the final decision. If she asked me to take her home now, I would. But if she reached for me, all bets were off. I didn’t care how fast it was, I needed to be buried inside her pussy more than I needed to breathe.

Talia placed her palm in mine and sealed her fate. I smiled, and she returned it as she swung her legs out and let me pull her onto her feet. She glanced around, then her blue orbs twinkled when they landed back on my face. “This is pretty nice.”

I laughed. “Pretty nice, huh? I guess it's a good thing that the rest of the house is even better.” If she didn’t like it, I’d sell the place and buy her dream home.

“We’ll see,” she teased, making me chuckle again.

I tugged on her hand to get her moving, then let go to place my palm on the small of her back as I guided her into the house. We entered into a mudroom that had oak built-ins on both walls, each divided by a bench in the middle that lifted to reveal a storage space. One side had hooks for hanging coats and stuff, and the other had shelves for shoes and anything else that needed stored in there.

The room emptied out into the kitchen, and when Talia stepped into the space, she stopped in her tracks and gasped. “Holy cow. This…this kitchen is...”

I frowned as I glanced around the large room with cream cabinets, quartz countertops, state-of-the-art appliances in a matching cream, antique bronze finishes, and a white hardwood floor. “You don’t like it?”

“Are you kidding?” she breathed as she turned in a full circle. “It’s the most beautiful kitchen I’ve ever seen.”

My shoulders relaxed. “I’m glad.”

“It’s perfect for a big family, isn’t it? I can just imagine baking cookies with…um…” She trailed off and peeked up at me through her lashes, blushing a rosy pink.

I wanted to kiss her, but I knew that if I did, I wouldn’t be able to stop. I was going to give her exactly what she wanted someday. She didn’t know it, but this kitchen was already hers. We just needed to get a ring on her finger and to work on that baby we both wanted. I had no idea how much until I saw her in our home.

“You’re right,” I agreed softly, staring into her blue pools. “It’s perfect.”

We stood there for what felt like an hour but was probably only a minute. Then she cleared her throat and swallowed hard before turning away.

“Do you want a tour of the rest of the house?”

She perked up and beamed at me over her shoulder. “Absolutely.”

I showed her the main floor with an eat-in nook, a formal dining room, a large great room with cathedral ceilings, a media room, a half bath, and two bedrooms with en suite baths.

Then we went out to the patio where I had a perfect setup for barbecues and pool parties. The heated pool had a wrought-iron fence around it, the bars close enough that no one could fit through but large enough that it didn’t feel closed off from the rest of the yard. There was a comfy seating area and fireplace, as well as an outdoor kitchen with a large grill.

The basement was where I’d set up my home gym and a recreation area with a bar, pool table, ping pong table, etc.

After that, we went up to the second floor where the master suite was located, taking up most of one side, and the four other bedrooms, two with their own baths, and two that were joined by a Jack and Jill.

I couldn’t help pointing out that the bedroom closest to the master would make a perfect nursery, which had made Talia a little dreamy-eyed.


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