Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 92841 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92841 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
When we break apart and look at my parents, my dad is smiling, and my mom legit has tears in her eyes, and for the first time, it really hits me how down I’ve been these past few years and how worried they’ve been about me.
“Do you guys want to go?” I offer.
“No, we’re good,” Mom says. “You two go and have a good time. Once it’s warmer out, we’ll have to do a long weekend and invite everyone. I’m sure I can convince your brother and sister to join us.”
“Looks like it’s just you and me,” I tell Shane, kissing the corner of his jaw.
“I can’t wait.”
TWENTY-TWO
Shane
An insecure man would probably be worried that he’s about to spend the night in a place where his girlfriend and her late husband spent time together while she was pregnant with their baby. Where they no doubt had sex and created fond memories. And, yeah, there’s a small part of me that hopes what Kinsley and I are doing is enough that she doesn’t wish Brandon were here instead of me, but mostly, I’m just so damn proud of the strides she’s made since I met her. She’s come a long way in a short time, and I’m happy that I get to witness it.
“This is it,” Kinsley says, stepping into the cottage that she told me has been in her family since her parents got married and her dad bought it for her mom as a wedding present.
“It’s beautiful,” I tell her, wrapping my arms around her from behind.
“Do you want a tour?” she asks, glancing up at me.
“Maybe later.” I lean down and kiss her exposed shoulder and then the curve of her neck. “Right now, I just want you to show me to a bed so I can get lost in you.”
“That sounds perfect.”
Taking my hand, she guides me down the hall, but before I can toss her onto the bed, her phone rings.
“Oh, it’s Taylor!” she says, jumping onto the bed and answering the call. “Hey, you! How’s it going?”
“We did so good!” Taylor exclaims, her face covered in stage makeup and her hair up in a tight ponytail. They must’ve just finished performing. “We won’t know the results until later, but I’m almost positive we’re going to place.”
“That’s awesome, Tay!” I move into the picture so my daughter can see me.
“Hey, Dad!” Taylor grins before her brows furrow. “Where are you guys? That doesn’t look like our house.”
“We’re at Kinsley’s family’s cottage in the Hamptons,” I tell her. “We’ll be back before you.”
“Ohh, look at you, taking things to the next level.” She waggles her brows, and I shake my head. “At this rate, I’ll be calling Kinsley my stepmom by the end of the year.”
She cackles at her joke, but I notice the way Kinsley stiffens. She forces out a laugh, but something about what Taylor said doesn’t sit right with her.
“So, what happens if you place?” Kinsley asks, changing the subject.
“We go to Nationals, which is in Daytona Beach, Florida, and then Worlds, which is in Orlando. If we make it to Worlds, I plan to beg my dad to take me to Disney.”
I chuckle. “You don’t have to beg. We can go even if you don’t make it. Gotta get a few trips in before you leave me for college anyway.”
Taylor grins. “Kinsley, you’ll go, right? To Nationals and Worlds if we make it?”
“Umm,” she chokes out, thrown off by Taylor’s request, “I should be able to.”
“Awesome.” Somebody says something to Taylor, momentarily distracting her. “I gotta go, guys. But I’ll call you tonight once the results are in. Love you. Bye.”
Without waiting for us to respond, Taylor ends the call.
“That girl has so much energy,” Kinsley says with a light laugh.
“Since the day she was born.” I pluck her phone out of her hand and toss it onto the nightstand. “Now, where were we?”
She leans back and bites her bottom lip, her eyes looking at me with lust. “I think we were about to make new memories here.”
“Ah, yes.” I pull her shorts down her thighs and spread her legs. “Starting with an orgasm so good that every time you think of this place, your only thought will be how hard I made you scream my name.”
I drop her shorts onto the floor and lie on my stomach, spreading her legs so her perfect pussy is at eye level. Then, with the determination of a starved man, I go to town on her pussy. She’s already wet, and it doesn’t take long until she’s coming all over my tongue and fingers.
“Shane, I need you,” she says, dragging her fingers through my hair.
Quickly discarding my clothes, I climb on top of her, and she pulls my face to hers, kissing me like she’s desperate for the connection. When she tastes herself on my lips, she moans and clenches her thighs, clearly turned on.