Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 55606 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55606 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
“Baby?”
She shook her head. “I don’t know. He said he needed my help then the line went dead.” She tried to call the phone back but all she got was a message that the number couldn’t be completed as dialed. “He has a son, Lance.”
“I know baby. We’ll get to him and help in any way we can.” He kissed her cheek. “Then we’re going to talk about why you have a handsome man’s number in your phone and how he got your number.”
She barked out a laugh, which from the upturn of his lips had been his intention. Then she sobered. “I didn’t.” He cocked an eyebrow and she elaborated. “I didn’t give him my number. He gave me his card but I hadn’t given mine to him.”
“We’ve got Den,” Declan said, joining them, reaching out with his hand to squeeze her shoulder. “Go get your man.”
Lance snapped his gaze to Declan. “I’m her man, asshole.”
Declan rolled his eyes. “And the jealous possessiveness has begun. Fine, go get Nolan and help him. We’ll keep Den with us and finish up our vacation. Let me know if you need anything.”
Jasmine swallowed once and bit the inside of her lower lip before shifting to be directly in front of Declan. He watched her, silent, his hands keeping his young daughter safe and secure.
“Thank you.” She blinked. “For everything.”
Declan grunted. “We’re family.” His tone sounded like he’d been gargling glass, but she’d take it because despite the grumping, his gaze sparkled with trouble. She’d take it.
She flicked her focus to Lance.
He nodded. “Got your back, baby. Today, tomorrow, always. Let’s get going.”
Mind centering on the upcoming travel, she calmed. This she understood and could handle. Or so she thought. Lance kissed her until her mind blanked and all she could do was hold him tight as he kissed her dumb.
“We’re talking about our wedding on the way.” It wasn’t a question from him as his hand squeezed her ass. Another quirk of his lips. “I love that freshly fucked and hazy look in your eyes, baby. Let’s go save your guy.” Another kiss.
“Thank you, Lance.”
“Anything for you, baby. You know that.”
Yeah, she was figuring that out.