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by Belle Brooks Author can be read as a standalone.
This Book is Rated โ๐โ for: ๐๐ซ๐ง๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ Parenting.
๐๐ก๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ง๐๐๐ก๐๐ก๐ Grossness.
๐๐ก๐ง๐๐ฅ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ Relationships.
๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ฉ๐ Cussing, under onesโ breath.
And a whole lot of ๐๐ฉ๐๐ก๐ง๐๐จ๐ situations!
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Nick falls against the door frame, his back pushed to the wood.
He clutches his chest. โWell blow me down. Cindy Crawford is on my bed. Iโm one dumb, lucky son of a gun.โ
I giggle as I rake my gaze from his shaggy brown, but sun-bleached hair, to his chestnut eyes. His navy-blue work clothes are covered in speckled plaster dust remnants. Heโs never been more handsome to me. Even though he has many creases around his eyes and across his forehead these days, and he sports a tiny dad-potbelly that once was a tight six pack, Iโd never want to change a single thing about him. My husband is perfect.
He growls from deep in his throat. His straight white teeth are on full display. Then he licks his lower lip.
โYou like what you see?โ I give him a cheeky wink.
He bares his teeth, gnashing them together. โSo, so very much. I want to lick, bite, and devour every single piece of you. You are better than ice-cream and you know how much I love me some ice-cream…โ
๐ป๐ ๐๐๐๐ . ๐ด๐๐, ๐ผ ๐๐. My cheeks redden with heat.
โMy wife is hot.โ He kicks off his boots, unfastens the belt holding up his strides, and stalks to the end of the bed.
โHoney, clothes off outside the room. The dust will go everywhere, and I hate cleaning, you know this.โ I shouldnโt care, our house is perma-messy, but plaster dust is hell to clean off fabric.
โSorry, babe.โ He turns in a flash, rushes out of the bedroom, and drops his draws in the hallway. He unbuttons his work shirt, revealing the hairy chest he tells our boys he got from eating all his greens as a young whippet, before stripping the material completely away. He stops. Our eyes connect.
โJocks off out here too?โ
I nod.
He removes them in one swift motion.
โAm I right to come in now?โ
โThe Beastโ draws my attention. I wiggle my eyebrows in response.
โGeez youโre a horn dog.โ
I smile. โUh-huh.โ
Nick doesnโt walk or saunter into the room. Instead, he does a jig, like a poorly postured version of a cha-cha, slide. I giggle.
โAre you laughing at me?โ
I sit upright and point to my chest. โMe? Laughing at you? Never!โ
He rushes in my direction, lunges onto the bed, and pushes me flat on my backโhim hunched over the top. His pearly whites blind me. Oh, how his smile could light up the stormiest of days. Our eyes find each other.
โHello, you,โ he says.
โHello, you.โ
๐๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ช!
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