Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 78164 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78164 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
He laughs, his palms finding my ass.
“Thank you, Tate,” I say, staring into his oceanic eyes. “Thank you for caring for me, believing in me, protecting me—loving me.” I grin. “And thank you for the Raptors. Can we change the name now?”
“It’s yours.” He shrugs. “Do whatever you want.”
“Oh my God! That’s why everything was halted lately!”
He nods as if I’m catching up. “There was no sense in wasting your time on something that wasn’t going to see the light of day.”
“What about Tally?”
“What about her?”
“Can we offer her my job? I mean, as the owner of the franchise, I assume I won’t be answering vendor calls. Right?”
He shakes his head, amused. “You can literally do whatever you want. Hire. Fire. Move. Adjust. Change. Edit. Say no. Say yes. It’s yours, gorgeous.”
“But what about you? It’s yours, too.”
“I’ll be there to help if you need it. I’m hoping you’ll give me a corner office across from yours.”
“Done.” I giggle. “This day has been mind-blowingly good. I owe you.”
“On to point … whatever number we’re on,” he says. “About this having a baby thing …”
This time, he lets me move against him. “What about it?”
“Are you serious?”
“As a heart attack. I don’t just want to be the hot stepmommy. I want to be the hot mommy, too.”
He growls, gripping my hips and, this time, helps them move.
“I’m not getting any younger,” I say, swiveling my hips. “And I want to be a mother while I still can. And I want to carry your baby.”
“When?”
“I mean, we should start practicing now.”
Tate leaps to his feet with me in his arms. My Raptors paperwork flutters to the floor.
“Hey!” I say, laughing. “Where are we going?”
“I can’t have you sitting on my lap, grinding that little pussy all over me while talking about having my baby.”
He captures my mouth with his, swallowing my moans.
Tate Brewer was only supposed to be a one-night stand. But being tossed on the bed while his lips travel south makes me realize that sometimes situations are meant to be.
And I wouldn’t want it any other way.
The End