Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 131888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Paul worked for Mel’s club, The Pink Pearl, and had volunteered his DJ services for Mel and Finn’s wedding. The strip club was so damn successful now that Rez was even thinking about retiring early from the Southern Allegheny Regional PD so he could help her out full-time.
“Steal it? How about smash it? It’s probably the same one he uses during karaoke night at the Pearl.” Rez leaned into Nox. “You didn’t hear shit.”
Nox laughed. “What? I couldn’t hear you say shit because the music’s too loud.”
With a nod and a grin, Rez and Decker went to go create havoc.
“Isn’t she the cutest?” Liyah asked, watching Valee Girl dancing awkwardly with Keenan.
“I’m glad Kee didn’t brush her off.”
“Truthfully, I think he’s looking forward to having his own sister.”
Nox pulled Liyah into his arms with her back into his chest so they could both keep an eye on the dance floor. He rested his chin on her shoulder and planted both hands on her belly, the wedding band Liyah slipped onto his ring finger at their small ceremony catching the light.
Before Liyah, he never thought he’d take off his old one, but he was okay with being wrong.
With his hands pressed against her baby bump, he’d occasionally feel his daughter become restless, most likely as anxious to meet them as they were to meet her.
It would happen any day now.
If Finn and Mel’s wedding hadn’t been extremely important to him, he would have kept Liyah home and off her feet. She was so damn uncomfortable at this late stage in the pregnancy.
They both hated the term “geriatric pregnancy” but at forty, that was what the doctors considered it.
He’d been a bit worried about her the whole pregnancy because it wasn’t the same as when she had Devyn in her twenties or Keenan in her early thirties. He went to every appointment with her. Every ultrasound. Even though it annoyed her to be fussed over, he waited on her hand and foot.
It was the least he could do since his daughter grew inside her.
This time he had a name picked out. Even before they sat down to discuss it.
Destiny.
He didn’t think Liyah would like it. He was wrong. She loved it and agreed it was fitting for their circumstance. Though, she joked that the name could be her stage name, too, if she ever decided to dance at The Pink Pearl.
At that moment, he almost picked another name.
As they slightly swayed back and forth to the music, he scanned the wedding venue, finding each and every member of his family. The people he could count on.
Keenan and Devyn.
Valee Girl.
Crew and Cabrera.
Decker and Sloane.
Rez and Sapphire.
Fletch and Wilder.
Jamison and Bella.
Cross and Nash.
Monty and Clark.
Miller with his wife.
Frasier with his plus one.
North and Naomi, now no longer his fiancée but his wife.
And lastly, the bride and groom: Finn and Mel.
He was a lucky man to have them all in his life. He was even luckier to have the woman currently in his arms.
“Nox…”
“Hmm?”
“I have something important to tell you.”
“That you love me?”
“No.”
He lifted his chin from her shoulder and turned his beautiful wife around to face him. “You don’t?”
“I do. But that’s not what I need to tell you.”
“What is it?”
She pointed to the floor. “My water just broke.”