P.S. You're Intolerable (The Harder They Fall, #3)

by Julia Wolf

She nudged Raymond’s knee. “What’s the word the kids say?” Ray took a delicate sip of his wine then puckered his lips. “Simp,” he pronounced. “Right.” Davida nodded. “Elliot Levy is a simp for you.

Cringe😬…but I get what you were going for. He totally is tho.

Ray gave me a little shake. “Woman, you’re too much. I saw a baby coming out of your vagina. We’re close.”

😂😂 real close.

He and I had done a lot. Said even more. But on this topic, our communication had really failed.

Agreed ! I’m really not a big fan of miscommunication trope🙄

He picked his head up and cradled my jaw. “I love you, sweetheart.” I nodded. “I love you too.”

I thought this moment would be a bit bigger ? More ? Idk…just w/ a little more razzle dazzle. But this is cute too🩷

I have never loved anyone else, and knowing myself, I never will. You’re the only woman I want, and you can bank on that never changing. You are threaded through the tapestry of who I am.

😫♥️🤞🏽

“No. He won’t take her. She’s ours.” A rumble vibrated his chest. “That’s right, sweetheart. Josephine is ours. Mine and yours.” “And you love her.” “I do. I love that little girl and her mother too. You’re both mine.” “We are.”

THIS IS A MOMENT ❗️♥️🩷♥️🩷♥️🩷♥️🩷♥️🩷♥️🩷♥️🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

“I believe you, and I’m sorry I didn’t talk to you yesterday. I’m sorry I didn’t notice you needed reassurance from me. I love you, Elliot, and I want to be a family with you.”

Yeessss. Period. 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

To think I’d nearly missed this, that I wasn’t going to allow myself to even think of having her. Much less invite her into my life in a way that would render me useless if she left permanently. For me, there was no going back. There hadn’t been since I’d opened my eyes to her.

Just beautiful 🤭

I never would have known this kind of love. My throat knotted, and the backs of my eyes burned. Oh Jesus, what was this? “Shhh.” She smoothed my hair back off my forehead and cupped the crown of my head. “Shhh…it’s been a long, long couple days, but we’re together now, and it’s all okay.”

Aaawwww. He’s cryingggggg😫♥️

It was all okay because we were here, in the home we had agreed was not mine but ours. Our home. Almost missed this. My arms wrapped around her middle as my shoulders shook, and I clung to her with a franticness that didn’t make sense but was real nonetheless.

Awwwww. Poor baby.🥺♥️ It’s ok. You got them both.

We’d said the words to each other that should have been said before we’d spent a torturous night apart. I wouldn’t keep my mouth shut again, not if there was the slightest chance of repeating the eviscerating feeling of leaving my two loves behind.

Ommmggg😫😫😫

“I’m close,” she murmured. “Fill me, please.” “Mmm.” Circling my palm to her front, I splayed my fingers over her soft stomach. “You’re going to give me so many babies.”

Lmao. That breeding kink is WILD.

“How many?” “At least three or four more.” “Okay.” Her forehead fell against mine. “Need you pregnant again so I can take care of you properly.” She tightened around me, moans spilling from her lips.

Ayoo. LMAAOO😂.

“You’re going to give me more beautiful babies? As many as I want?” “As many as you want, Elliot,” she breathed, her inner walls fluttering and coating me with her pleasure.

This is is wild. Lmaoo. Im here for itt.

“Well, you see, I was in a shitty mood and walked up to the café at the same time as a girl with long auburn hair. I opened the door for her. She sped past me, then spun around, curtsied, and said, ‘Thank you so much. You just made me feel good about how this day is going to go.’”

🤭 Aaaaaawwww. A meet cute.

“I didn’t realize that was you,” I whispered. “I know you didn’t. You smiled at me, and my heart fucking stopped, but you weren’t really looking at me.”

♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

“So you followed me again?” He nodded. “Imagine my surprise when you walked right into my building. Then you disappeared into the restroom, and I had no clue what to do. I just…waited.”

He’s so adorable for this. 😂🫶🏽

“And I ran into you. But I wasn’t supposed to have an interview with you.” “No, you weren’t. But once I’d spoken to you, I couldn’t bring myself to send you away, so I gave you what I thought was an impossible task.”

Sneaky sneaky

“Hoping I’d fail so you didn’t have to do the sending away.” “Yes.

Awww

Because I didn’t want things or people, especially not beautiful women who made me feel more for them before we ever spoke than I had for anyone else.”

Hmm. Welp… look how things turned out.

“But then you showed up in my office, wearing clothes from the lost and found, and I was forced to interview you. It was torture. I wanted to have you close. I kne...

♥️😂

It broke my heart to think about him not letting himself reach for happiness. He’d gone thirty-one years so closed off it had taken an—admittedly classic—Miley Cyrus song to finally get through to him.

Right. Thats wild.

His mouth turned into a full, soft smile. “Oh, I do know. I read that I have a cute butt.” I snorted a laugh. “Well, you do. That’s indisputable.”

Lol. This is too cute.

“I also read that you think I’ll be a great father.” I shook my head. “No, that one isn’t right. I take it back.” He went still. “You do?”

Lol. Dont play with him like that.

“Yeah, Elliot. You won’t be a great father because you already are one, present tense.” The breath he expelled could have moved mountains with its force.

I bet it did. Lol. Scared that man.

“Work on the delivery of your devastatingly beautiful proclamations, sweetheart,” he murmured. “Sorry, love.” I kissed his chin then grazed my lips over his. “Forgiven, always. I love you.”

Aaaaawwww.😂♥️♥️

I also couldn’t keep her away from Liam if he wanted a relationship with her, even if she already had a father.

Eeehhh, I meannnn..actually you can. They’re ways for such things.

Elliot’s jaw clenched. He was holding back. “It’s okay,” I told him. “You can say it.” The look in his gaze was tender, but his jaw remained like stone. “I hope he doesn’t show. I don’t want him around my girls.”

Period babe. Me either

“I didn’t know my desire to take care of you meant I would love the baby inside you too, but it did. And when she moved under my hands, my entire world changed. No matter what happens with Liam, I’m here. I’m your pillar. Be confident you can lean on me because I will never let either of you down.”

This is just..*sighs* WHERES MY MAN ?!?😫

Liam: I’m sorry, Kit, but I can’t do this. You’re in good hands with Levy. I can tell he wants to take care of you and the baby so let’s let him. It’ll be better for everyone. Good luck in the future.

Girl, I’m telling you..get him to give up his rights. Have Elliot adopt her and keep it 🅿️

The guards took their opening. One grabbed Donald’s arm while the other wrapped himself around Donald from behind like a boa constrictor.

The gun…no one thought about getting the gun out his hands ?? I hate to say it, but you need new security personnel, those guys stink !

“A shot. Miles was shot.” The world turned to chaos.

Told you..should’ve removed the gun from him..not just tackle him to the ground.

“Catherine Warner, my sweetheart, my love, I will love you with every single breath in this life, and when I go back to the earth with you, I will love you in every flower that blooms, every seed that brings fruit, each gust of wind, drop of rain, and snowflake that falls. Always, Catherine. Always.”

♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

“Will you marry me now and love me forever?” I nodded, a smile sneaking into the corners of my mouth. “Yes! Yes, yes, yes to all of it. As soon as possible.”

Onggg. Aaawww. Yaaaayyyy🥹🥹🩷🩷

My head. Jesus Christ, my head. This barbershop was not getting repeat business. My head was yanked back, and a comb bashed against my forehead. The barber squealed with delight and climbed on my lap to stand on my legs.

Omgggg, he’s playing hair dresser w/ Joey 🥹🩷 OMGG !

Catherine walked by and rubbed the tiny demon barber’s head. “Be gentle with Daddy. He doesn’t know how to say no to you, love, but I think you might be hurting him.”

OMGGGG🤭🤭🤭🩷🩷🩷🥹🥹🥹♥️♥️♥️✨✨✨✨✨ ugh, she calls him daddy now. Ughhhhhhhhhh, my heart♥️♥️♥️

She took my face in her sticky little hands. “Hurt, Daddy?” “A little, baby girl. Just a little.” She poked her bottom lip out. “I sorry. I be gentle.”

Ugh🥺✨♥️. This is a moment too.

So far, at almost two and a half, Josephine March Levy was living up to her name.

AAAHHHHHHH🤭🤭🤭, she gave her his last nameeeeeeeeee 🩷🥹🩷🥹🩷🥹🩷🥹✨. MY HEART !

She’d been officially mine for over a year now. Liam had made a half-hearted protest, but once his wife had gotten pregnant with their first child, he’d agreed to sign his rights away so I could adopt Jo.

Finally ! I’ve been saying this since the start. Love to see it. 🤭👏🏽👏🏽

Catherine was no longer my assistant, though her office was now right next to mine. With Miles’s help—fucking Miles—she’d started a small nonprofit subsidiary of Levy Development that rehabbed old houses for the unhoused and impoverished.

Good for her !

Not even when we got married three months after I’d asked her.

3 months huh ? That doesn’t surprise me.

Not when we’d spent our one-year anniversary in Paris, fucking, eating baguettes and cheese, spilling wine all over our sheets, and fucking some more.

Loving iittt.🤭

Not when we’d decided it was time to have another child, and not when she’d shown me the stick with a second line two months later.

I knew it. I bet you they’re having a boy. They’re probably going to name it Elijah or some shit like that. Or Jr.🩷

“Sit here and watch, grumpy girl.” “I’m not grumpy,” she grumped. I kissed her cheek and brushed her hair aside to whisper in her ear. “You’re cute as fuck, Catherine. Just wait until I show you what grumpy girls get.”

Teehee🤭🩷

I had a thing for rubbing her pregnant belly. I’d missed most of this our first time around, and though I could never get that back, I wasn’t missing a second of the little boy growing inside my wife.

First of all, called it ☎️… Second of all, I absolutely LOVE how he well and truly knows that Joey is his daughter. She was always meant to be his daughter. I love that he believes that he was suppose to take care of Catherine during her first pregnancy. That he missed out on opportunities and “pregnancy milestones” because although she wasn’t “officially his” yet he knew and believed in his heart she was his and so was the baby. I just…ugh…*sighs* in love.🥹♥️

Catherine traced the tattoo over my heart. My one and only I had gotten after we’d gotten married.

He got a tattoo now ?!????🥹🥹🥹🥹🩷🩷🩷 When is it gonna be my turn LORD ?!😫

Our minds were aligned. My tattoo was a single chrysanthemum and a daisy, Catherine and Joey’s birth month flowers. There was room for the children we would have, but it was also complete as it was.

He loves his girls. Ugh. This man is down bad. 🥹

her. Soon, I was drifting too, joining my wife and daughter in their dreams. P.S. Thank you for making me feel…making me feel.

🥹🩷 this book made me feel feels. Wow. Thank you.