Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 55395 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55395 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
“All the same, the women in our group would beat my ass. I saw you eyeing a bottle of red, and even I know juice glasses won’t cut it.” He props himself across from me, his ass to the counter, leaning on it. I’m tempted to hop down and slide myself between his legs. This newfound territory has me second-guessing myself, so I stay where I’m at. “As for Shadow, look at her. She’s the sweetest damn thing, minus you, of course. Where is she, by the way?”
I start laughing, taking a sip of my drink to keep from busting out to make fun of the reason he thought Shadow’s a girl.
“Shadow, who is a he by the way, is curled up in the cat bed in your bedroom. He currently hates me after being poked and prodded.” The look on Jagger’s face is priceless.
“Say what?” he asks.
“Shadow is a boy. Did you ever check his down-there parts?” I point to his groin.
“Why the fuck would I do that? I’m not a damn weirdo.” I’m done holding it in. I toss my back and laugh. It’s loud and throaty. This is golden and nothing like what I would expect. It takes me a minute to compose myself, the main reason being Jagger’s hands touching the tops of my thighs, and only then do I regain my composure, barely. I’m still giggling, remembering he looked absolutely appalled about checking Shadow’s private parts. “I’m glad you think this is funny. Shadow’s a boy, huh? Guess I was wrong.”
“You were. It’s cute you think looking at an animal’s sex would make you a weirdo. I do have some good news I’d love to share with you, if you’re over the shock that your cat is a boy. I wasn’t going to say anything, but you know, the doctor and vet tech said they’d be neutering Shadow instead of being spayed.” His hands move upwards, his thumbs sliding to the inside of my thighs, pulling them open, then he steps inside my now spread legs. Except he doesn’t move his fingers, and they’re dangerously close to grazing my pussy.
“The guys are never gonna let me live that down.” He shakes his head while saying it out loud. He’s totally going to get it from the girls, too. I know because I’ll be right there with them. Surely, with the number of children he’s been around, he’s changed their diapers. What did he do, close his eyes while managing the task?
“Can you turn the stove off and slide that to the back burner?” I meant to transfer it into the oven, but Jagger came home earlier than I thought he would. My dad being in the military taught me a lot when it came to living with someone who has a job where you’d think his hours would be one thing but turn into something else entirely. I figured I’d make it, keep it warm until I was hungry or he was home; either or would work. I didn’t expect him to be home well before the sun went down.
“Sure thing. What’s your news, gorgeous?” I’ve applied to numerous other jobs, followed up on them with either a phone call or a quick stop last week, and nothing. I knew I couldn’t not work. I’d have too much time on my hands and would feel useless.
“Well, I noticed while checking in Shadow today that the vet’s office had a ‘Now Hiring’ sign for a receptionist. I’ve done similar work at a dentist office back in North Carolina. Well, you’re now looking at the woman who was hired on the spot and starts next Monday at Whispering Oaks Animal Hospital.” I’m excited, wiggling on the kitchen counter, moving my arms back and forth, probably smiling like a crazy person.
“So fucking happy for you.” Jagger cups my cheeks, then presses his lips to mine. I close my eyes, relishing every moment when he’s somehow connected to my body. His kisses, though, they’re made of a woman’s dream, foreplay in a sense. Soft and sensual, raw and rugged. All of Jagger’s attention is completely and utterly devoted to me, the same exact way I am for him. His tongue slides inside my mouth, chasing mine, taking me in a dominant way, focused solely on the two of us, and I’m lost in the moment.
“Thank you. It’s only part-time, but it’s a job.” I cover his hands with mine, wanting to keep them where they are.
“It could be for five hours a week, or ten hours a week. It’s still an accomplishment. One you went after without hesitation. You didn’t wait for it to fall in your lap. It’s all you, gorgeous. You took the initiative and went after it. I’m damn proud of you,” Jagger says with conviction.
“You’re amazing, Jagger Steele. So freaking amazing. I love you.” I’ll never take for granted telling the people in my life how much I love them, especially since I’ve lost my parents at a too young age.