Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22674 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22674 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
“Listen, Katie, we can still fix this. Let’s just go back inside and tell Johnathan that it was all made up.” My jaw drops. “Tell everyone it was a big joke, get married, and I can get my inheritance. I’ll still pay you—”
“Shut up,” I snap.
“Katie, come on.”
“That’s never going to happen, Kyle,” I say firmly. “I’m with Robert now. He and I will get married—”
“And then he’ll get bored with you,” he replies, lashing out. “Like he did with every other woman he ever dated.”
“That’s not going to happen.” Robert’s voice booms out like thunder. Kyle whirls to see him towering behind him like a marble statue. “I never got bored with women, son. I got bored with the ones who only wanted me for my money. Katie’s not like that.”
“That’s what you think,” he mutters.
Robert walks past his son and over to me. He takes me in his arms and pulls me tight.
Home. That’s what this feels like. My new home.
Not a mansion. Not the penthouse. Right here in Robert’s arms.
“That’s what I know,” he says. “Katie is the one, and I have to thank you, son, for behaving like you did. I never would have let myself get close enough if you hadn’t.”
And with that, Robert and I turn and walk to the car.
I’m all bubbly inside. It’s like we’ve just left a part of our lives behind and are now about to move on to something new.
And as I look up at Robert, my cheeks tingling and my body getting all warm, I’ve never felt so excited.
EPILOGUE
KATIE
Six years later…
Robert’s voice tickles my thighs. He said something, but I’m too caught up in what he’s doing to know what it was.
“What did you say?”
I look down as Robert moves his tongue off my clit, his face gleaming with my arousal.
“I said ‘happy anniversary.” He licks his lower lip. “It was six-years ago today when I took you back to the penthouse and the rest of our life began.”
I smile and spread my legs wider as he moves on top of me, making room for him to slide inside.
Twenty-four years old. I can’t believe it. Six years of making love to the most gorgeous man on Earth, and every day still feels like the first.
Most people would never believe the story behind our relationship, so we mostly just tell everyone we met on a dating app.
Ironically, Robert and me getting together actually ended up strengthening the families in the same way my marriage to Kyle would have. Needless to say, my dad was thrilled. After he got over the fact that I was dating someone basically his age.
That took him a few weeks.
Robert’s relationship with Kyle is still strained, but there’s been improvement. Now that he doesn’t have an unlimited supply of money and can’t live like he’s Leonardo DiCaprio, he’s actually started to work for a living. He opened up his own shipping company five years ago, and it’s been steadily growing ever since.
Robert and I got married two months after the family meeting. We didn’t want to wait, but we also wanted to be sure I had a ring on my finger when the baby came. And seven months after the ceremony, I gave birth to our son, Robert Junior. Or as we call him, Bobby.
It turns out Deena wasn’t lying about having met someone either, a Southern guy named Charles, who ended up becoming a lawyer. She’s been with him ever since, and I have a feeling a proposal is around the corner.
“Goddamn, baby, I want to be inside you all the time.”
“So retire,” I tease, grinding my hips back against him. “And we’ll hire a baby-sitter.”
I’m kidding, of course. I love being a mom and looking after my son.
“It’s still almost impossible to hold out when I fuck you.” Robert growls and grabs my breasts, rutting so deep I have to cover my mouth with both hands. “This pussy feels so good.”
He thrusts faster, at just the right angle that he knows I love. At the same time, he rocks his hips so the base of his abs teases my clit, sending an overload of sensation through my body. The combination has me right on the edge. And when he presses his mouth to mine and I taste myself on his tongue, I lose all control.
“That’s it, angel,” he grunts. “Let me feel that pussy come.”
His cock twitches, and he floods me with his hot, sticky seed. I went on the pill after Bobby was born, just so we could see what life was like with a child. But recently, I went off again. And I have a feeling it won’t be long before my belly starts to swell and we’re getting the nursery ready.
My phone buzzes on the bedside table.
“That’ll be Deena and Charles,” I say. “I was supposed to have started dinner.”