It’s Not Over – Fair Lakes Read Online Kaylee Ryan

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 95307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
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“I’ll escort Dad into the room. You can step across the hall and give us a sample. When you’re done, place it in the small door on the wall for us to collect. Come to exam room four when you’re finished,” the nurse says, smiling brightly.

I take care of business, place the cup in the little window, wash my hands, and head out to room four. As I approach the door, I can hear laughter. “I thought you looked familiar! I’ll be sure to stop in on my lunch break.”

“Do that. I’m sure one of our personal trainers will be more than willing to add you as a client,” Harrison says. I push open the door and find him standing in the corner, his arms crossed over his chest in a guarded manner.

“You don’t take on new clients?” the flirty nurse asks, not noticing I’ve entered the room.

“Not at this time. I have a great staff though, and I’m sure we can find someone who fits your needs,” he replies, noticing me for the first time.

“His staff is wonderful,” I say, entering the room completely and not closing the door behind me. “You’re sure to find someone else who’s amazing to work with.”

The nurse gives me a sheepish grin and drops her eyes. “I’m sure. I’ll stop by and sign up,” she says, looking down at my chart. “Dr. Taylor will be in shortly to talk to you before she does the exam,” she adds. Then she’s gone.

“I hate her.”

Harrison snorts. “Stop it. She was just asking about training since she saw my newspaper ads the other day.”

“She was totally wanting you to train her… and not in exercise.” He raises his eyebrow in response to my statement. I sigh deeply. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything. Who you train is none of my business.”

And then he moves, caging me against the exam table with his arms, wrapping me in the comfort of his scent. “Anything to do with me is your business, Winnie. I’m not training her because I just don’t have the time, but I’m also not training her because she makes you uncomfortable. End of story.”

“It’s really none of my business,” I repeat, averting my eyes and trying to hop up on the table, which is difficult considering how close he’s standing. He grabs me by the armpits and lifts, setting me effortlessly down on the table. I hate that I feel so jealous. I’ve never been a jealous woman, mostly because, when we were together, I knew he only had eyes for me. But now, I have no right to feel jealous about anything or anyone, not when I was the one who initiated the divorce.

Still doesn’t make that bitter pill any easier to swallow.

As soon as I’m situated on the table, he leans forward, placing his hands on either side of my hips, and lightly brushes them with his thumbs. “Do you know why it matters?”

I can’t answer, so I shake my head.

“It matters because you’re the only one who matters. The. Only. One. The fact that you’re a little jealous only reiterates the fact that we belong together, baby. You and me. And Peanut. Ever since I saw you in that library, I’ve only had eyes for you. Nothing has changed, even after we split. So don’t think that any of that was none of your business, because it most certainly is. You are my business. My priority,” he whispers, running his nose along my jawline. I can’t believe how quickly my body starts to heat at the slightest touch.

“I wasn’t jealous,” I whisper, my words all breathy.

Harrison snorts a laugh. “Were too.”

“I wasn’t, but if I was, it’s only because you’re so pretty to look at and everyone notices you.”

“Guys aren’t pretty,” he clarifies. “But if I was, it wouldn’t matter, because my eyes are on you, the most gorgeous woman in the world, who just so happens to be carrying my baby.”

“And is your ex-wife.”

“Semantics.”

I give him a small smile, feeling slightly better at that ugly green monster that reared its head a few moments ago. He doesn’t move, just stays standing between my knees and touching my face with his. It’s comforting and familiar. After a few minutes, I relax into his neck, missing the way his body was seemingly made for mine. We fit, like puzzle pieces.

“Oh, Gabby is bringing dinner over tonight. She’s stopping by after work.”

“Fine. Chase is coming over too. We have some business to discuss, and he’s stopping by my apartment to grab me some clothes.”

“Chase and Gabby in the same room? Together? We better hide the breakables,” I tease, though it’s not really much of a joke. For some reason, Harrison’s best friend and my sister have never really gotten along. It’s like mixing oil and water. From day one, they’ve butted heads. At first, it was annoying, but now it’s almost comical. They both seem to do everything they can to push each other’s buttons.



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