Bonham (Pushing Daisies Book 3) by Heather Young-Nichols (the little red hen read aloud txt) 📗

I hated that idea. “Perfect.”

“All right.” The guy gave us a knowing smile. “You can go for the day, Jurnie, and we’ll get things started on our end.”

“Thank you so much for this opportunity.” My girl gave him a big grin.

I shook all of their hands, then it was time to go. With even less time together, we might have to get naked in the car. I didn’t fucking care. All I knew for sure was that I was getting inside her before I left. She was the only person who could stop that from happening.

“I can’t believe this,” she said as she sat back against the passenger seat of her car. She’d tossed the keys to me. “I have to tell my parents. Pack. What the heck do I bring on the road with me?”

“Call Lexi or Daisy. They’ll tell you.” I pulled her car out onto the street. Luckily, I knew the fastest way to my apartment. We’d have about two hours before I had to start my way to the airport. “I’m not sure what women need on the road.”

She giggled. “I’ll do that. Are we going to your apartment?”

“Unless you object, yes.”

“I don’t object,” she said quickly. “Don’t you need to eat?”

“Open the app, order us food, I really don’t care what, and it’ll be there when we get there. We can eat after.”

“On it.” She tapped away on her phone without asking any questions. I really didn’t give a fuck what kind of food showed up. If it meant even five more minutes with Jurnie, I’d eat whatever got dropped off.

“I’m sorry I ran,” she told me quietly. My hand tightened on her thigh.

“I get why you did. But all of that’s settled.” I pulled into my apartment complex, found a spot to park, and turned her car off. “I fucking love you, Jurnie. I’ll do whatever I have to do to keep you happy.”

“I’d like to think I’m pretty low maintenance in most areas. That just hit me hard for some reason. It won’t happen again.” My girl climbed over until she was straddling my lap. “I love you too.”

Her fingers caressed the sides of my face as she leaned in to kiss me.

This was much different than at the radio station. This wasn’t excitement and longing. This was love, and if I didn’t get her inside the apartment soon, my neighbors were going to get a show.

All that mattered at this moment was that we were together and within days, I’d have her on the road, at least for a while, though I hoped for the rest of the summer.

I couldn’t ask for more.

Also by Heather Young-Nichols

Also by Heather Young-Nichols

New Adult Romance

Pushing Daisies

Daisy

Van

Bonham

Daltrey

Mack

Courting Chaos

Something Irish

Cross

Ransom

Booker

Finding Love

Making Her Mine

Making Him Hers

Harbor Point

Love by the Slice

Love by the Mile

Love by the Rules

Gambling on Love

Highest Bidder

Highest Stakes

Highest Reward

Paranormal Romance

The Empowered Series

The Gremlin Prince

The Goblin War

Moonstruck

With J.A. Hardt - Bound by Magic

With Amelia J. Matthews

Dirt on the Diamond

After Office Hours: Seducing the Professor

About the Author

About the Author

Heather Young-Nichols is a USA Today Bestselling Author of YA and contemporary romance author and a native of the great and often very cold state of Michigan. She is better known at home and to her friends as the Snarker-in-Chief, a job she excels at beyond anything she could have imagined. She loves many things, but especially cold coffee, hot books, and baseball. But not necessarily in that order.

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