Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 164263 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 821(@200wpm)___ 657(@250wpm)___ 548(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 164263 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 821(@200wpm)___ 657(@250wpm)___ 548(@300wpm)
I roll my lips as I look over my choices. “It does help if you look the part, though.”
He tucks a piece of my hair behind my shoulder. “Would you like to go shopping tomorrow to get a few things?”
“No,” I huff. “I don’t have time, I have so much to do before we take the week off and besides, I have enough clothes. I just need to find the perfect outfits to take.”
I shrug. “Tell me about your father.”
“Well.” He smiles wistfully, “My father is….” He looks up to the ceiling in an overdramatic way. “Is an earl who comes from a long lineage of old money, and possessions do not impress him at all.”
“An earl?” I act surprised.
“And he’s kind and generous and loves shortbread and he will not give a flying fuck as to what you’re wearing.”
“He loves shortbread?”
“Yes. With English tea.”
I smile. “I love English tea too.”
“Yes. I know.” He taps me on the nose. “Something in common already.”
“What about your sister?”
“Charlotte.”
“Yes.”
“Charlotte is the most beautiful human on the face of the earth.”
I smile as I listen. “I love that you two are close.”
“We weren’t for a while, for a long time I wasn’t keen on the man she wanted to marry.”
“What was his name?”
“Spencer Jones.”
“Why didn’t you like him?”
He shrugs. “Lots of reasons, he was older than her and a renowned playboy, and Lady Charlotte was a very wealthy, complete innocent who I knew was way too good for him.”
“She’s a lady?” I smile goofily, this I didn’t know.
“In every sense of the word.”
“Whatever happened to him?”
“She married him.”
“She did?”
“She did, and no matter what any of us said, she never listened.”
“Do you like him now?”
“I like how happy she is. As long as he loves her then I’m happy too.”
“That’s a nice way to think about it.” I stand and look back into the wardrobe. “What was your mom like?”
“Honestly?”
“Yeah.”
“She was a lot like you.”
My eyes meet his. “How so?”
“She was calm and centered, kind and good.”
I smile softly. “You think I’m good?”
“At fucking. Yes.”
I giggle as I stand on my tippy toes and pull a sweater down. “You had to ruin it, didn’t you?”
“You know, so many times when we are talking you remind me so much of her.”
“Like how?”
“Your belief systems.”
“What belief systems?”
“Like how you think I’m a good person.”
I turn back to him, surprised by his admission. “You are a good person.”
“Not always.”
“Always, Edward.” I lean over and kiss him. “I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t truly believe that you are a good person. You’re kind and sweet and loving and all things that are good.”
It’s his turn to smile softly.
“With a really good dick.”
He rolls his eyes. “You had to ruin it, didn’t you?”
I giggle as I turn back to my wardrobe. “You know, I keep hoping I will miraculously find something perfect to wear in here.”
“Who cares, just go naked.”
“Oh, that would go great, wouldn’t it? Hi, Earl of Nottingham, here are my tits.”
Amusement flashes across his face as he holds the remote up and turns the television back on. “That would win me over.”
EDWARD
I glance up to the golfing green and back down to the ball as I line up my shot.
“What happened to you on the weekend, Prescott?” Sinclair asks as he practice swings his golf club in the air.
“Nothing.” I take the putt. “Go. In.” I try to will the ball into the hole but it rolls straight past. “Fucker.” I roll my eyes. “This has to be the most infuriating sport of all fucking time.”
“What’s going on with you lately?”
“What do you mean?”
“Since when has a girl held you prisoner for two months?” he huffs. “How boring can you get. What the hell is happening to you?”
“No holding necessary.” We begin to walk to the next hole. “I’m there by my own free will and trust me, she’s anything but boring.”
“Since when do you hang out with the same woman all the time?”
“Since her. I bought us a house to live in together this week.”
Theo lets out a low whistle as he smiles down the fairway. “Careful, old boy.”
“That’s what I was thinking,” Sinclair chips in.
“It’s crossed my mind…that’s for sure.” I shrug and line up my shot.
Theo’s face falls. “Surely not?”
“Maybe.”
“You think she’s the one?” He frowns.
I know she is.
“Who knows,” I lie.
“Well…fuck me dead.” Sinclair sighs. “It’s all over from here, my advice is to run while you can.” He hits the ball. “And get working on that iron-clad prenup. I don’t envy her,” he adds.
“What do you mean?”
“The wolves are going to eat her alive.”
“Just worry about you,” I snap. “Still fucking your married PA?”
He winces. “Little bit.”
“I can’t wait for the day when her husband cuts off your balls in a public hanging.” I smirk as I put my putter back into my bag.