Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 101887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 408(@250wpm)___ 340(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 408(@250wpm)___ 340(@300wpm)
“What if she’s gone before I can figure out what to do? I only froze my eggs because of her. I’m okay with never being a mother. Look at me? What kind of mom would I be?”
He sits silent for a moment. There goes that look again. I can’t help but wonder what he’s holding back.
“Ach, you would be an amazing mother. If that’s what you want … you would be amazing at it. I believe all your mother wants is for you to be happy.”
“No, no, no. Don’t do that.”
“Do what?”
“Lose your accent. I need your logic to come out whimsical,” I slur.
He laughs at me and grabs a pillow from the sofa to throw at me. “Yer langered. It’s time for bed. We’ll talk more in the morning.”
“Nope. I’m not ready for bed.” I throw my arms over my head as I lie on my back on the floor and sigh. “Come on, Ronan. Can’t you see this is destiny? What are the chances with all the hotels here on this strip that you would be in mine, and I would run right into you?”
“What are ya saying, love? I think yer having half this conversation with yerself. Care to let me in on the rest?”
He’s right, my drunken mind has been rambling without including him in the conversation. I mean, why not take advantage of being here in Vegas? Mom and I are booked to be here for another four days.
If I got married here, that’s one less thing Mom would have to worry about. She can focus on her health and not on me and my love life. I might not be able to do anything about the baby situation, but I can give her a son-in-law.
“Besides, you said you love me, and I know I love you. The sex is amazing. Maybe we should get married, you know?”
Instead of answering my question, I end up with a drunken Ronan on top of me, devouring my lips. He pins my wrists above my head and settles between my legs. We’re all lips, tongue, and teeth as we trade passion for passion.
“Say it again,” he breathes when he breaks the kiss and presses his nose to mine.
“Say what?”
“Say ya love me.”
“Oh, did I say that out loud?” I reply and blink up at him.
“Yes, ya did. Say it again.”
“Um, I have an idea. Let’s make a bet. If you can get me to say it again tonight and in the morning, then we get married. But only if you can get me to say it.”
“Aye, I do believe yer drunk. Ya know yer the loser in these odds. I get what I want either way.”
I pout. “You don’t want to be my husband?”
“Aye, love. I want to be yer husband in the worst way, but we’ll see how ya feel in the morning.”
“A bet is a bet. If you win. I’m yours. We’ll get married. You have my word.”
“Then I’ll be calling me ma to get on a plane to be here by tomorrow.”
I laugh. “I haven’t said it yet.”
“Oh, love, but ya will. I promise ya will.”
CHAPTER 31
I Won, Love
Dean
I wake to the feel of my neck being nuzzled and something poking me in my butt. My head is pounding. I groan and wiggle my butt against the hardness stabbing at me.
“Good morning, gorgeous. I love ya,” Ronan whispers in my ear.
I turn my head and smile sleepily. He rubs his nose against mine. I reach to cup his face.
“I love you too.”
Once the words are out of my mouth, I fully wake and pop my eyes open. Ronan is smiling down at me with a twinkle in his eyes. I blink at him as my thoughts race.
“Ya might want to get up and call yer ma. Ya have a wedding to plan.”
I sit up and pull the sheet up over my breasts. I groan and palm my head. What the fuck happened last night?
How much did I drink? Wait, what the fuck did he just say? What wedding?
“I see yer confusion, but as ya said, a bet is a bet, and ya gave yer word we’d follow through if I won.”
“Ronan, my head feels like it’s going to explode. What are you talking about? What bet?”
He chuckles. “Ya bet me that I couldn’t get ya to repeat that ya love me. Ya had to say it last night and this morning. I won.”
“Huh?”
He leans into my ear. “Ya don’t remember? Ya didn’t just say it once. Ya said it repeatedly. I love ya too, baby.”
His words throw me back to last night. I’m breathless as memories of the night assault me. I lick my lips and close my eyes.
“I’ve told ya before, be careful what ya ask for,” he whispered in my ear as he rocked into my body from his sitting position on his knees beneath me. “Say it, Danika. Tell me how ya feel.”