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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Did he change his mind?

Move out without letting me know?

But when I spy his deodorant and aftershave sitting on top of the spare dresser, I know that he’s still here. Well, maybe not here here, but living here. Staying here. Whatever.

When the clock hits 5:50, I realize I have a choice. I can wait here for him, assuming he’s coming to pick me up, or I can head out and meet him at the restaurant. His card didn’t indicate how I was getting to The Corner Grill, just that it starts at six. That must mean I’m supposed to meet him there.

Grabbing my purse and sweater, I lock up the house, head to my rental car, and back out of my driveway. It’s only a few minutes to the restaurant, so I arrive with just enough time to get inside before the stroke of six. With my shoulders square and a flutter of nerves tickling my stomach, I head inside.

To the man in the corner booth.

To our first official date.

I can’t wait.

Chapter 11

Harrison

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I arrived early to ensure we could get a booth with privacy. This one in the corner is exactly that. I have a clear view of the door, and yet still tucked away in the back corner. Speaking of the door, I’ve had my eyes glued to it for the last fifteen minutes. Glancing at the clock, I see it’s six o’clock exactly. Wiping my sweaty palms on my jeans, my nerves kick in. What if she doesn’t show? Damn it, I knew I should have gone to the house and picked her up. I’m just about ready to reach for my phone to call her like the crazy stalker ex-husband that I’m becoming. What if she’s sick, what if something happened to the baby? I’m making myself sick with worry when the door opens and she walks in.

Winnie.

My eyes drink her in, taking notice of her fitted jeans, and the blue top that makes her tits look incredible. Not that they’re not already in a league of their own. I’ve read that with pregnancy, they’re going to get bigger. I bite back a groan just thinking about it. Shaking out of my thoughts, I stand to greet her before my cock makes it so it’s impossible to do so.

“You look beautiful,” I say, leaning in to place a kiss on her cheek. “How are you feeling?” I ask, my hand resting on her still flat belly.

“It was a good day. A bout of nausea, but not enough to ruin my day or anything.” She slides into the booth as I take my seat across from her.

“Good.”

“Thank you for the flowers.”

“You’re welcome,” I say awkwardly. I don’t know why I’m so damn nervous. This is Winnie, my Winnie. Shaking off my nerves, I forge ahead. “I ordered you water. I wasn’t sure what sounded good to you, and I know you mentioned limiting caffeine because of the baby.”

“Water is perfect. Although, I might order a chocolate milk. You think they have that here?”

“They do, I asked our server. I just didn’t want the milk sitting and waiting for you.”

“Look at you,” she smiles brightly, “looking ahead.”

“I’ve been doing that a lot lately, Winnie. So much, in fact, that I feel like I’m living in the future. In our future.”

“Harrison.” She whispers my name softly.

“We can do this,” I assure her. “I know we can.” Reaching across the table, I place my hand over hers. “I never once stopped loving you. We shouldn’t be here. Divorced.” I shake my head, disgusted with what I’ve let us become.

“I miss you,” she confesses. “I miss us.”

“Are you ready to order?” our waitress asks.

I motion for Winnie to order and she rattles off a burger, fries, and chocolate milk. “I’ll have the same, but sweet tea for me,” I say, handing her our menus. “I could have ordered for you.” I chuckle. “You always get the same thing.”

“Why mess with a good thing. Their burgers are so good.” She moans.

“They are.” I reach under the table and adjust my dick. I can’t even listen to her talk about food and not get turned on. “So,” I say, changing the subject. “When should we tell our parents?”

“I don’t know. I was kind of wanting to wait until we reached the twelve-week mark.”

I nod. “You think Gabby and Chase will keep it under wraps until then?”

“I do. They know the position we’re in.”

“We did nothing wrong.”

“No, I know that. It’s just… awkward. I’m pregnant with my ex-husband’s baby. My ex-husband of only a matter of weeks.”

“Does that bother you? Are you… ashamed?”

“No,” she rushes to say. “I just want us to enjoy this a little longer without judgment or expectations.”

I can understand that. “Okay, you tell me when you’re ready.”

“Harrison?” a female voice says from beside me.



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