Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 98643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
“Okay, but you get to explain all of this to him because I’m not sure he’s going to like sharing me with anyone besides you.”
I rolled my eyes. “All right, let’s get moving,” I said as I jumped to my feet.
“You want me to find BJ his ‘toy’ now?” Flynn asked. I’d never seen the man look as relaxed and happy as he did in that moment.
“Give me your phone,” I ordered. I held my hand out. Flynn dutifully complied, but when he made a move to get up, I added, “Nope, stay right there.” I snapped the picture and handed the phone back to him.
Flynn looked at the picture and shook his head in confusion. “Did you want me to send you this or something?”
“No, that’s for you,” I said.
“Okay, so what kind of picture of you do I get?”
“None. That picture is to remind you of this night because I promise you, you’re not going to be looking that confident and content by the time I’m done with you. Now hop to it. We’re going to the hospital.”
“Jules,” Flynn began. He sat up, his brow creased with worry lines again. I sat down on his lap, though I made sure to do it sideways so our boy bits wouldn’t come into contact.
“Rule zero. This is a permanent one. No questioning it. Ever. Rule zero is that you trust me to always protect you and take care of you when you need me. You’ll never wake up alone anywhere again if I have something to say about it. This she bitch isn’t letting anyone or anything take you away from her. This rule goes both ways and it’s for life. So what will it be, handsome?”
Flynn climbed to his feet, setting me on my own in the process, and pocketed his phone. He reached into his other pocket and pulled out the key for the lock on the door. An unexpected rush of fear went through me. Was he sending me packing? Did he not mean what he’d said? Maybe I’d pushed him too—
That was as far as my overactive brain got because Flynn chose that moment to pull me flush against him. I waited for his lips to come into contact with mine, but when he dipped his head, he lined up our mouths so they were close but not touching.
“Rule zero. Goes both ways,” he reminded me.
I let out a rush of air and nodded. “Both ways.”
“For life.”
“For life,” I agreed with a grin.
Flynn angled his head so he could kiss me the way he wanted.
Fully.
Completely.
I was a bowl of Jell-O by the time he ended the kiss. “Just sealing our deal with a kiss,” he said with a smile before he kissed me softly on the tip of my nose. “Oh, and by the way, remind me to teach you more about wolves because most of what you were saying was—”
My sharp frown had Flynn shutting his mouth. The way he was staring at me made me wish like hell that we could just stay there in his room.
“Okay, let’s do this,” Flynn said. He kissed me again and then his big hand was squeezing my ass. He promptly released me, shooting me a wink before saying, “Sorry, needed one for the road.”
I smiled innocently as Flynn motioned to the door. The poor man had no idea what he was in for.
God, this was going to be fun.
Chapter Fifteen
FLYNN
Turned out that rules still sucked as much as they had when I’d been growing up. Back then, at least I’d had the guts to break them, but after a few of Jules’s disciplinary actions in the first week since the panic attack from hell, I’d ultimately given up.
Truth be told, as much as I mentally griped about Jules’s Mama Wolf approach to taking care of me, it felt good to know the man I’d lost my heart to had meant every word he’d said. From the moment we’d arrived at the hospital, Jules had seen to it that he was with me throughout every second of the ER staff’s rapid approach to making sure my heart was okay. I hadn’t cared that the nurses and doctors had seen him holding my hand from the time my vitals had been taken to hours later when we’d left the hospital hand in hand.
Admittedly, I’d been embarrassed by my own behavior at first. My entire body had gone on lockdown from the moment Jules had gotten me to walk through the ER’s sliding doors. Jules had needed to do most of the talking for me, he’d had to talk me through changing into the dreaded hospital gown, and worst off, he’d seen my reaction when the technicians had started attaching the leads to different parts of my body so my heart activity would show up on the little monitor that made the godawful beeping sound that had haunted me from the last time I’d been in a hospital bed. My muscles had locked up so tight at that point that my heart rate had started to increase, which meant the beeping had increased.