Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43024 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43024 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
She returns my motions, careful to keep from pressing into bruises and cuts that the water gave me. I don’t remember any of them. I only remember knowing that she was alive. It was that knowledge that gave me strength to keep fighting, keep swimming until Kane could get to me. I still don’t know how he dragged both of us out. I’ll never know, but I’ll thank God every day for that miracle.
She calls my name softly, and I turn off the hot water. I wrap a towel around her and scoop her into my arms, carrying her to bed. She makes a soft sigh of contentment when I stretch over her aligning our bodies. She’s already wet from touching each other in the shower, the way I kept fondling her and teasing her.
I position my cock at her entrance and stare deep into her gaze. “I love you,” I tell her as I push the head inside feeling her heat suck me deeper.
“I love you, cowboy,” she whispers back then she’s kissing me, her tongue mimicking exactly what my cock is doing to her body, invading me everywhere. I take it slow because right now, we just need to be touching each other, holding each other.
When we’ve both come twice, I pull her close and she puts her head on my chest. “I want to marry you.”
I squeeze her hand with the ring on it. “It's a good thing I asked then.”
“I want to marry you as soon as possible. I don't want to wait.”
I call her name softly. “We don't have to make any decisions tonight.”
She shakes her head. “You don't understand. All those weeks ago at the pool, you claimed me. Now this is me claiming you. I want to marry you tomorrow in front of all of our friends and family.”
I’m quiet, wondering how a cowboy gets as lucky as I have.
She adds, “Unless that's too soon.”
I stroke her hair, contentment flowing through me. “Tomorrow can't come fast enough.”
Chapter 20
Ronnie
The toy buzzer makes another loud farting sound, and I turn to glare at Kane. The boys break into giggles because at five years old, fart noises are still the height of entertainment.
He shrugs, unrepentant. “I wanted something to keep them entertained while you guys got ready.”
When I woke up this morning, I discovered that Kane bought my boys a book titled 101 Fart Jokes which also came with a special buzzer that when pressed makes farting sounds. If this man hadn't just pulled my soon-to-be husband out of raging water twenty-four hours ago, I would kill him.
“Hey, they're happy right now,” Flint says and reaches over adjusting my veil.
His living room, well, I guess it's our living room now, has turned into wedding central. We're getting married outside in just a few minutes. When Flint put out the word that we wanted to get married today, everyone dropped what they were doing to show up and help us.
Mallory from Sew Cute bought a collection of wedding dresses to the ranch for me to try on. Austin from Bloom Anywhere handled the bouquets. Camden showed up with the marriage certificate that he sweet-talked someone at county hall into issuing for us this morning.
It amazes me to think that after years of my grandma and I struggling just to survive, we're now surrounded by a big, warm community that cares for us and wants to make our day special.
“What are you doing? You’re going to ruin that makeup,” Mira fusses.
I blink and take a deep breath, forcing myself not to cry. I’ve been extra emotional today, and Flint has taken every tear in stride.
He gives me his patient, steady smile. “You look beautiful.”
Another fart sound fills the room, and Kane laughs right along with the boys.
“Come here, you two,” Ridge says, “Let's get your boots shined again.”
While the boys settle down for another tutorial on the proper way to shine their boots, I see Ridge quietly slip the buzzer into his pocket, and I send him a grateful smile.
Kane lets out a slow whistle. “What are you doing over there, Miss Alice? You’re going to upstage the bride today.”
I turn my head to see my grandmother. She comes into the room wearing a beautiful blue bridesmaid’s gown. When Mallory showed up, she didn’t just bring wedding dresses. She made sure to bring options for my bridesmaids too. It was the sweetest thing she could have done.
“You still aren’t in my good graces yet no matter how handsome you look,” she sniffs, pretending to be mad at him over their fight last night about which action hero is the best.
“Well, don’t think I’m forgiving you anytime soon no matter how stunning you look today,” he answers.
Lauren appears in the doorway. “Everything is all set up! We’re ready for you!”