Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 36506 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36506 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Derek grimaces and nods. “I don’t have a choice.”
“Okay, I’ll get the lease agreement worked up. I’d rather have you living there than anyone else to be honest. You’re quiet and pay on time. Won’t fuck shit up either.”
“Rent the same as it was before?”
“Not on that unit,” I say with a shake of my head. “Casey’s price is the same as it’s been because she’s been renting forever. But everyone else around here pays nearly double. Inflation, man. Nothing I can do about it.”
He grunts and shifts in his seat. “I figured. Means I’ll need a roommate.”
“Delivering packages isn’t paying you like it used to?”
“Nah, about the same. My truck crapped out, though, and I had to get something new. That payment is eating me alive. Not much left over after that.”
“If you can’t do it, let me know,” I tell him firmly. “That unit has been nothing but a money suck for me. I need reliable income from it. If that’s not you, do me a favor as your friend, and let me know up front.”
“Nope,” he says, shaking his head. “I’ll find someone to room with me. I will vet them and make sure they’re not a fucking loser either. It’s all good. Just tell me where to sign.”
I draft up an agreement and send it via a DocuSign digital format. Once he’s signed up for a year lease, and I sign my portion, the plan is set in motion. It’s actually a relief knowing I’ll have someone solid in there. With a baby on the way, I need steady income and good renters.
Derek eventually leaves and I close up for the day. Since Emma’s off with her mother, I make my way over to Casey and Brayden’s. She answers the door, belly huge and about to burst, with her orange cat cuddled to her.
“Oh, hey, Reid. Brayden’s next door. Maggie thinks she has a mouse.” She rolls her eyes. “That woman has like twenty-seven cats. If there’s a mouse in there, it’s certifiably stupid.”
I snort out a laugh, thankful Maggie bugged my son instead of me. It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell Casey about Derek, but I decide that’s not really my place. I’ll save that for another day. Besides, listening to her prattle on about what a good husband my son is delights me to no end. I’d much rather listen to that.
“Tell Brayden to come visit me,” I tell her after our chat. “Miss that boy.”
She hugs me and promises she will. I leave her unit and head toward mine. Amara is just driving away. I wave to her and prowl after my girl as she lets herself into our house.
“Oh,” she squeaks out when I hug her from behind. “Sneaky bastard.”
I rub her stomach reverently. I’m aching for the day her belly is big like Casey’s.
“Have fun with your mom?” I ask, kissing her neck.
“Mmhmm.” She turns in my arms and wraps her arms around my neck. “Know what would be even more fun?”
“What’s that?”
“You. Licking me.”
I arch a brow. “You’re an animal.”
“I can’t help it you got me addicted to it.”
I’ve never known a woman to want her pussy eaten as much as Emma. It’s hot as fuck. I’m always starved for it anyway. The fact she not only wants it, but requests it daily is icing on the cake.
“Take your clothes off and go sit in your chair,” I rumble, pointing at the kitchen table. “Put your legs on the table. Go on, do as you’re told.”
She flashes me the filthiest, most wicked grin I’ve ever seen. “Yes, Daddy.”
Little shit knows how to get the beast all riled up inside me.
“Good girl,” I growl. “Good fucking girl.”
This is true love, and I finally have it.
Only took four decades to get here.
Better late than never.
The End