Crushed (Breaking the Rules Series Book 5) by K Webster Read Free Book Online

fix it back.”
    I flick my gaze at the screen before glaring back to her. “Hell no, you won’t fix it back. It’s badass and you’re going to work on it some more.”
    Her eyes fly back to mine and she grins. “Shit! You’re an asshole. I thought you were going to fire me.”
    I roll my eyes at her. “I’ll probably still fire you. Now, change that font to match the one over here and it’ll be perfect. I have to run home for the rest of the day.”
    My life might be going to shit, but at least my website kicks ass.

    As I unlock the front door, I’m met with eerie silence. Instantly, my heart thumps into overdrive against my chest.
    “Andi?” I call out as I stalk toward our bedroom. When I enter the bedroom, I sigh a breath of relief to see her curled up on top of the covers. She’s still wearing the clothes she had on from earlier, and I’m so fucking glad to not see her in a nightgown.
    Careful not to wake her, I quietly kick my shoes off and shrug out of my blazer. After untying the knot of my tie, I crawl into the bed behind her.
    “Babe,” I whisper against the back of her head as I snuggle against her, “I love you no matter what.”
    When she sniffles, I realize she isn’t asleep. My wife has been crying. Again.
    “I’m sorry I was an ass earlier,” I murmur.
    A ragged sob pierces the air, and I pull her tight against me.
    “J-J-Jackson, I’m th-the ass,” she stutters through her tears, “I’m so sorry.”
    “Come here,” I growl and help her roll over to face me. Leaning forward, I plant a kiss on her swollen, pink lips. “Did you eat anything?”
    She shakes her head sadly. “I’m not hungry right now. I’m too upset. How could I have ruined that for us? I was just so angry at that little girl. Life’s not fair, Jackson.”
    I swipe a stray tear and study her heartbroken face. “Babe, life is not fair. At all. But together, we’ll find a way. I just want you to be happy. Whatever it is that makes you happy, I’ll do it. If you think hummus and no sex is good for the baby, then I’ll eat that shit right there with you and get familiar with my hand again. If you want to just focus on this pregnancy and not look into adoption for a few more years, then that is exactly what I’ll do. I love you more than I could ever express with stupid words. Let’s just find a way to be happy. You’re in charge here. You just need to lead the way and I’ll follow.”
    My beautiful wife smiles and it lights up the entire fucking room. “Thank you, Jackson. I think we should call the Grimeses back. My emotions got the best of me, but I do want to go forward with the adoption. Hopefully they’ll still consider us. And you know what else will make me happy?”
    I raise an eyebrow at her and smirk. “My cock in your mouth?”
    She giggles, “No, you animal! Tamales from El Juarez. Oh my God, I can practically taste them right now. My mouth is watering for them.”
    This is music to my ears, but . . .”Are you sure you aren’t drooling over my cock?”
    “I might want that for dessert,” she teases.
    “How about for an appetizer?”
    She swats at me and I grin. I place a chaste kiss on her lips before launching out of the bed to put my shoes on. I’m fucking hungry as hell and we’ve been eating entirely way too much healthy shit lately.
    She slowly climbs out of bed and walk over to me. Her hair is a disheveled mess, she doesn’t have makeup on, and her clothes are now wrinkly as hell. But she looks like an angel.
    My angel.
    “God, you’re beautiful,” I mutter under my breath.
    Her eyes fly up to mine and she searches them for any humor. There’s nothing funny about my words. They’re the honest-to-God truth.
    “Jackson Compton, I’m lucky to have you.”
    I give her a lopsided grin and stalk over to her to envelop her in my arms. She fits perfect. Together, we’re perfect.
    “There’s no luck involved, baby. We were meant to be. Now, get your skinny ass in gear. I’m