Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27907 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27907 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Excitement fills my veins when I see Lucas and Brittney standing at the edge of the helipad, holding their coats, as the wind from the helicopter washes over them rapidly. As soon as we land, I unbuckle, open the door, and rush out into the cold Alaskan air to run into my father’s arms.
He engulfs me in a warm hug, kissing the crown of my head. “Welcome back. I hope Quinton spoiled you the entire time.”
“Would you expect anything less?” I break the hug just to give another to Brittney.
“I missed you, bestie!” I tell my best friend as I squeeze her tight.
“Missed you too, Aspen. I’m glad you’re back. I got a whole new shipment of romance books. I’ve been dying to go through them, but I couldn’t do it without you.”
“The one we’ve been waiting for?!” I squeal with anticipation.
“If you mean the second part of the duet, no. It’s not in yet, but I finally got a release date! It’s March twenty-ninth.”
“Ugh, still so far away,” I whine. Stomping my foot on the ground, I let my inner child out.
“I know,” Brittney whines along with me. “But I’m sure it will be worth the wait.”
I glance over at Quinton and Lucas. They’re looking at us like we’re talking in a different language.
“Could we take this conversation inside? My fingers are about to freeze off,” Lucas complains.
“Yes, let’s go in so I can tell you all about this amazing and crazy vacation!” Lucas already knows about my mom being there, but I still have to fill Brittney in on that little tidbit.
“I’m not surprised you threw a little crazy into your getaway.” Brittney laughs. “You never do anything normal.”
“Normal?” Quinton asks. “What’s the fun in that?”
My husband is right. No fun in that at all.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Quinton
My favorite part of each morning is waking up before Aspen does. All this time, and I’ve still not grown tired of it. If anything, my obsession with my wife has only grown. Aspen invades every part of my mind, every fiber of my being, and there isn’t a moment of the day I’m not thinking of her. Even when she is close, I want her closer. When she is happy, I want her to be happier. And on the off-chance something made her sad, I want to burn down the world and kill everyone and everything that made her frown.
Even in the dim light from the bathroom, I can make out her beautiful features. Usually, they are relaxed and soft, but today, frown lines cover her forehead, and her jaw is tight as if she’s grinding her teeth together. She must be having a bad dream.
Propping myself up on my elbow, I gently run my index finger over her forehead, trying to flatten the creases. When I run my finger down her jaw, her lips part, and she sucks in a deep breath. Her eyes move behind her eyelids, but she doesn’t open them. I swipe my thumb over her full lips, and she parts them farther, inviting me into her mouth.
Taking the invite, I press my thumbs inside, massaging her warm tongue. She closes her lips around me and sucks softly.
“Naughty girl,” I whisper, my voice raspy.
Aspen traps my thumb between her teeth and bites down gently before a grin tugs on the corner of her mouth. Her eyes finally open, and I see the mischief brewing in the depth of her baby blues.
I pull my thumb from her mouth to kiss her plump lips. She immediately leans into me, snaking her arms around my neck and pulling me closer. I’m more than happy to oblige, covering her body with mine until no space exists between us.
My leg wedges between her thighs, and I feel her hot cunt on my skin. My cock is already hard, and I would love to fuck her until she can’t walk, but I have other plans today.
I break the kiss. Both of us breathing heavily, eager to tear off the clothes we’re wearing. “As much as I would love to have a morning quickie, we actually have somewhere to be in an hour, and I want you to eat breakfast before we leave.”
Aspen yawns, using the back of her hand to rub her eyes. “We still have a few days of winter break before classes start.”
“I know. I have a surprise for you.”
“Surprise?” Aspen perks up right away. The sleep disappears from her eyes, and excitement replaces it.
“Yes, and if you want to see it, you better get this sexy ass out of bed before I lose all restraint.” My idle threat has her moving quickly. She ducks under my arm and rolls out of bed, leaving me cold and yearning for her touch.
“What kind of surprise is it?” she questions as she starts pulling things out of the dresser, her gaze on me. I prefer this side of her to the many other sides of my wife I’ve seen. The things she’s gone through—that I put her through. I’ll never forgive myself, which is why I’ll spend every single day reminding her of our love, of how much she means to me.