Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35178 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35178 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
"I did," Elsie says happily. "But he started it." She peers around me, blinking at our daughter. "Um, baby girl, you should probably leave your sunglasses at home."
"Daddy said I had to wear them." Our daughter points at me like she's pointing out the problem here. It's a setup. "He also said that sunlight is bad for me and we have to keep the curtains closed from now on."
"Noah!" Elsie cries, laughter in her voice.
"She misunderstood," I lie. I'm definitely going to hell.
"No, I did not!" Nina cries. "You said sunlight is bad for my health, and we have to keep the curtains closed all the time now."
"Okay, maybe I did say that," I admit begrudgingly. "But it's a good idea to keep them closed. UV rays and all of that."
"What's UB Rays?"
"UV Rays," Elsie corrects our daughter. "They're ultraviolet radiation, sweet girl. They're little particles the sun gives off that help us grow big and strong."
"And make us old and wrinkly," I mutter, earning a glower from my wife. I'm not wrong, though.
"I don't wanna get old and wrinkly!"
"Winky!" Lincoln agrees, bashing me in the chest with his car again. I take him from Elsie's arms, brushing my lips across his head before I set him on his feet.
"They do not make us old and wrinkly," she tells our daughter as Lincoln immediately runs off with his little car. "Your dad is just dramatic, baby girl. He thinks you like Felix."
My wife is a traitor.
"Eww!" Nina recoils, her nose scrunched up. "I do not like Felix. Gross."
"You were watching him through the window."
"No, I wasn't." She plants her hands on her hips, glaring at me like I just kicked a puppy. "I don't like Felix."
Elsie just smiles while our daughter glares at me…and I quickly realize that she set me up. Our daughter definitely likes Felix. History is repeating itself.
Fuck my fucking perfect fucking life.
"Maybe I can convince his parents to move," I mumble.
"Don't you even think about it." Elsie jabs me in the arm. "Nina, go brush your teeth."
"Fine." She huffs, glares at me one more time, and then scurries off to the bathroom.
"Has anyone ever told you that your left eye twitches when you're stressed out?" Elsie asks, grinning as she wiggles back into my arms. "She's seven. It's a harmless crush. She'll forget about it by next week."
"Has anyone ever told you that you're a little minx when you want me to spank your gorgeous ass? It doesn't matter how old she is. Our daughter isn't allowed to have a crush on the neighbor boy."
Hell no. I know how that story goes. It starts with cookies, locked doors, and light stalking. Before you know it, he's moving in, has his ring on her finger, and she's pregnant.
Again, why did we have to have a perfect little girl? She's too much like her mama.
"I think I have heard that a time or two. Can't remember." Elsie leans up on her toes, nipping my throat. "Guess you'll just have to say it again."
I sink my hand into her hair, dragging her mouth to mine for a deep kiss. I cop a feel while I've got her in my arms, running my hands all over her perfect ass. And then I break away before the kids catch us. I'm stressed enough this morning, thank you very much.
"You're going to pay tonight, Dimples. I plan on getting you pregnant again while Trent and Dani have the kids. Another boy this time, just to make sure I have enough help keeping you and Nina safe."
"Promise?" she breathes, her eyes heated as they run over my face.
"Promise," I whisper, resting my forehead against hers. Fuck, I love her. I love our kids. I love this house. I love every single minute of our life together. It isn't a fairytale. I've learned that there is no such thing as perfect—not when you've got a gorgeous wife and two little angels to worry about endlessly—but this is so goddamn close it hurts sometimes.
"I love you, Noah."
"I love you," I murmur. "Every fucking minute of the day."
She smiles at me, bright enough to light up my whole life, and I forget about Felix. I forget about everything but how goddamn lucky I am.