Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 121734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
As the kiss deepened, his hands splayed out over my hips. “Now I don’t want to go for a whole different reason.”
“Soon.” I nipped at his lips one last time before leading the way to meet our ride. My hand slid to his and I laced our fingers, keeping my hand in his through the ride as well.
80
TYLER
Dane Connors’s wife was nice. What the fuck.
I wanted her to be stuck-up and to be a bitch. She was neither. Dane actually got a good one. I mean, I wouldn’t date her, and she couldn’t compare to Rain, but she was a catch. How the hell had Dane landed her?
Their girls were hellions.
They were cute hellions, but hellions. And they adored Rain right away, especially the one named after her. Dylan. I wanted to scoff when I met them all, even the little baby, but that little baby had the biggest set of cheeks on her face and the most adorable eyes. I’d only seen one other baby who was cuter, and that was my own niece. No one could match Zoey.
Except your own, a small voice told me, and I froze. My hand was lifting with a beer to take a sip and I couldn’t breathe for a full second.
Children. Mine.
My eyes shot to Rain where she was sitting on the floor, playing hockey with a bunch of dolls and stuffed animals and yes. I wanted to have children with Rain.
Jesus Christ. I was finally growing up.
But I knew it with every inch of my body. When I had children, they would be with Rain. And we were going to get married, though that was still unofficial because we hadn’t discussed any plans, like if we needed rings, or venues, or well—whatever Rain said she wanted. As of now, she said it was enough to know that we were unofficially engaged. I didn’t altogether know what that meant, but it made her happy every time she said it so I was all for what made Rain the happiest.
Lindy sat down on the couch next to me after putting their youngest to bed, a glass of wine in her hand. “That is the look of a man very much smitten.” Her gaze swept over her daughters before returning to me. “I don’t take you as a ‘I just melt for children’ kind of guy so I’m guessing the head-over-heels look is for Dylan. The older one.”
I gave her a shrewd look back. “She goes by Rain.”
“Right.” Her face cringed. “Sorry. Dane’s always talked about her as Dylan. It’ll take a little bit of time, but she’ll only be Rain the next time we see you.” Her head inclined toward me. “Which I’m hoping will be in the playoffs.”
I gave her a death stare. “I do not need a reminder that Boston is also in the playoffs.”
She laughed; the sound was free and loud. It drew attention from her little girls and also Rain, who was having a hard time from full-on beaming the whole night. Meeting her nieces, though I truly loathed their father, had been a great decision for Rain.
Lindy sighed. “I agree with you, by the way.” She indicated Rain who had gone back to playing with the raccoon that didn’t have a head, or a tail. He was trying to bat at the fake pancake that was the puck but kept missing because he didn’t have a tail. “Dane’s never wanted to share much about his childhood, but he would talk about Dy—Rain. He’d talk about Rain. After reading that article about you guys, I sat him down and had him tell me the parts he left out. Turns out, he left a lot out. Once I knew the whole story, I demanded he reach out.”
I tensed. “He only reached out because you made him?”
She began laughing. “Good Lord, no. Dane’s been wanting to reach out for years. He’s just too scared. When I put my foot down, it gave him the excuse to finally do it.”
Dane came into the room, a beer in hand with another he offered to me. He glared at me. “Congratulations.”
When we first arrived, he’d been at the door for introductions, but a call took him away. He was just now entering the living room extravaganza with us.
I took the beer and gave him the biggest and most evil-looking smile I could muster. “Thanks.” As he sat in the chair next to me, I added, “We have more points than you.”
He paused right before he sat the whole way, giving me an unamused look. “We’ll get to second round playoffs. Your team will be lucky to win even three of your games.” His expression was like ice, and he clenched his jaw.
“Okay. Jeez. You two. Knock it off. This is family time.” His wife leaned forward. “Family, honey. Remember?”