Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 80550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
I pick up my mocktail and have a sip, then lie back down to enjoy the warmth of the sun and the sand between my toes, while little Chiara plays with her small shovel and bucket in the sand.
After an hour or so, Matteo finally returns completely covered in salty water, but with the grandest smile.
“You look like you had fun,” I tell him.
“I saw dolphins, Stella. Actual dolphins,” he says, grinning from ear to ear.
He sits down beside me on the tanning bed and leans forward. “And you look like you are well-done and baked in the oven.”
“I’m not that tan.”
“I didn’t mean you, Tesoro.” He bites his lip and then presses a kiss to my belly. “I’m talking to my little boy.” He glances up to look at me from underneath his eyelashes. “It’s about time for him to vacate so I can put another bun inside.”
WHOOSH!
Chiara throws up more sand.
Right in his face.
And I laugh out loud at the sight of his face covered from top to bottom in sticky sand. I laugh so hard, I can feel it in my belly, and I’m pretty sure our little boy already knows just what kind of a devil his dad is.
“If he’s going to be like you, we’d all better pray for mercy.”