You Know I Need You (You Are Mine #4) - Willow Winters Page 0,72
his diaper last week at four in the morning. I changed his diaper but didn’t change the onesie. Kat let me have it for that one.
Common sense and all that goes out the window when it comes to him. She didn’t tell me to change the onesie too. I should have known, but I’m just so careful around him. She’s teaching me, though, and we’re learning together. You’d love it. We miss you so much.
He’s so small, Pops, I can hold him in one hand. I’m scared I’m gonna break him some days. Kat tells me I’m fine, and that I look good holding him. But I’m terrified I’m going to mess up.
I guess I’m just nervous to ruin it, so I keep waiting for her to tell me what to do.
She’s taking good care of me. Especially in that department.
She’s not going to mess up and that’s the only thing that makes me think it’s all going to be all right.
Kat’s not gonna let me get away with anything anymore.
The best part about that is that I love it.
I wish I’d listened to you sooner, Pops. I want you to know, I’m trying to make sure my marriage is like yours and Ma’s.
I’ve got to go. I just really wanted to talk to you tonight. Some nights are harder than others and I’m not sure it’ll ever get too easy. Even if it does, I’ll be thinking of you and wanting your advice.
I love you. We all do.
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Prologue
Charlie
“Charlie...”
Grace’s soft voice beckons me from across the hotel room as I shut the door. I pull at the knot in my necktie, loosening it before tossing it on the floor. Through the dim light the night provides I can barely see as she scissors her legs under the stark white hotel comforter.
It’s unreal to me still that she wants me so much and what’s more, they all think she’s mine. Every one of those guests at my sister’s wedding thinks Grace belongs to me. Then again, the whole damn town is convinced she’s the next one to get hitched.
They’re right about one thing. She’ll be screaming my name tonight. But the rest is all a lie.
“Don’t make me wait anymore...” she pleads.
Grace’s slender neck arches as she grips the comforter in her hands and groans out her words with a little pout on her lush lips.
I’ve got her so worked up, my little sweetheart, but that wasn’t hard to do. I knew she wanted me. She doesn’t want to keep me though; she just wants me for the night. Tonight, she’s all mine. I’m not the kind of guy who’s good enough for her. Even though my throat gets tight at the thought, and my steps pause on the way to her, I blame myself. She was too tempting to resist and all of this is my fault.
Grace isn’t the kind of girl who winds up with a man like me. She’s got her life planned out. She wants the whole nine yards, and in less than a year.
She wants a picture-perfect family and a white picket fence, but that’s not a life I’m ready for nor one I can provide. Not right now. Maybe not ever.
I can see Grace wearing a white dress. A wedding dress. I bet she’d wear one of those big ass gowns with a train that fills the aisle. It’s not hard to imagine how the dress would move around her long, shapely legs.
The thought of her walking down the aisle to someone else, a man other than myself, pisses me off. The anger rises, heating my blood just thinking about it and that tightness in my throat comes back with a vengeance. But there’s no way in hell I’ll be the man she’s walking toward. We both know