Until Nico

No man wants to give a woman the power to crush his ego, and baby, I hate to tell you this, because I like that you don’t realize how beautiful you are, but you are the kind of woman that could make a man feel like he has it all or make him feel like he has absolutely nothing.

You say that, but a giant purple dildo just fell out of my closet and hit you on the head. That is the definition of a reason to be embarrassed.

Baby, when you’re in a relationship, it’s give and take. It’s only right that I make you feel safe, because you make me feel whole.

I will always come home to you. I won't lie and tell you what I do isn't dangerous sometimes, but I'm always careful, and now, with you, I have a whole new reason to stay safe. - Nico

I love you, and there is nothing on this earth I wouldn’t do for you. I would kill for you, walk through fire for you and fight your demons if that’s what you needed from me.

All right, sweetheart. I’ll see you in an hour and a half,

We are going to explore this thing between us. We are going to take it as slowly as you need, but you are not going to push me away. It's not going to work. You push me, and I will push back.

He’s still shirtless; his golden skin covered with tattoos is so gorgeous that I really want to trace every single one with my tongue and fingers as he tells me the history behind each of them.

too chickenshit to talk to you. No man wants to give a woman the power to crush his ego, and baby, I hate to tell you this, because I like that you don’t realize how beautiful you are, but you are the kind of woman that could make a man feel like he has it all or make him feel like he has absolutely nothing.” I’ve

My name is Nico.” “Of course it is,” I say, staring into his amazing eyes, thinking that a guy who looks like him would have a name like that—cool and hot, something that rolls easily off your tongue but is hard to forget. “I’ll

You're mine, Sophie. I don't give a fuck what you think, or what the excuse it you try to give me, but you are mine.

Fuck, baby, you’re so hot.” I pull her limp body up the bed before leaning back to pull off my jeans and positioning myself between her legs. Leaning forward, I kiss her deeply as her fingers dig into the muscles of my ass, trying to pull me inside. “You want my cock?” I ask against her mouth, biting her bottom lip. My dick is throbbing, my balls pulling up tight, ready to explode.

What’s behind your back, baby?” “It’s nothing,” she says, her eyes growing bigger the closer I get to her. She starts to turn, and that’s when a big purple dildo fumbles out of her hands, bouncing once before rolling under the bed. “It’s not mine, I swear!” she says, looking distraught, holding up both her hands in front of her. “It’s not your dildo?” I ask, trying not to laugh. “No, it’s my friend’s.” “You have your friend’s dildo?” I c**k my head to the side. “Yes,” she says, her shoulders slumping. “So you’re telling me you keep a dildo…for your friend…in your closet?” I start to laugh. “Oh God, that sounds really stupid.” She covers her face. “I mean, my friend got it for me.” I bend down, picking it up from underneath the bed. The thing is not only bright purple with sparkles, but it has to be at least a foot long and three inches across. “I’m going to kill Maggie,” she whispers with her eyes closed. “Babe, I seriously hope you never tried to use this,” I say, turning it over in my hand. “Oh. My. God. Kill me now,” she groans, her eyes still closed. “Baby.” I laugh so hard that tears start to fall from my eyes. “No, I’m pretending that if I can’t see you, then this isn’t really happening,” she says, making me laugh harder than I have in my entire life. “Look at me,” I finally wheeze out. “Nuh-uh…” she mumbles, eyes still closed.

You’re not going home? “Nah. Cash, Lilly, and the kids just got home from Alaska. Asher’s praying over November’s belly for a little boy, and Trevor is keeping Liz at home, waiting for her to go into labor.” “Jesus, you guys are like a baby-making factory,” Kenton says, shaking his head.

I’m going to ignore the fact you just said I looked like a drug dealer.” I narrow my eyes on him. “Bro,” he laughs, “you and I both know you look like you belong on the other side of the law.” He shakes his head, looking me over. “That’s why—I have to say—I was surprised to see your girlfriend. She couldn’t be more opposite of you if she tried. Does she even have her ears pierced?” he questions with a smile. “I’m not going to tell you again. You don’t need to know anything about Sophie.” “You gonna marry her?” “Yes,” I state immediately. “Jesus, you’ve known her for what—a day?” “A few months, but I knew the moment I saw her,” I tell him, watching his eyes widen. “Why am I just learning about her then?” “First, there is not one damn reason for you to know about her. Second, I know you bitches love to sit around and gossip like a bunch of women in a knitting club, but unlike you f**kers, my business is my business.” “Does Mom know her?” He smirks, and he knows she doesn’t. If my mom knew about Sophie, the phone chain would have been activated, and everyone and their mothers would know about her. That’s why she will meet Sophie as soon as I get back into town; it would be f**ked up to introduce Sophie to my mom after I’ve already married her and knocked her up. “She’ll be meeting her soon enough.” I shrug. “You are so f**ked.” He laughs, and I couldn’t agree more.

How was your trip? Did you have fun?” “It was work, Ma. I wasn’t partying it up in Vegas,” I tell her with a chuckle. “Well, you were in Vegas. Why wouldn’t you try to have some fun while you were there? You think I don’t know what you do in your free time?” I can see her in my head rolling her eyes. “I know how you and your brothers act when you’re single.” “Yeah, Ma, but I’m not single anymore,” I declare, smiling. “You guys are such man-whores. I swear—it’s a wonder one of you didn’t end up on that show 16 and Pregnant,” she says, completely missing what I just said. “Ma, stop talking for a second and listen to me,” I say, waiting for her to stop rambling. “I swear—Trojan owes me royalties for all the condoms I bought for you boys.