Page 82 of That First Flight

She shrugs, clicking the TV on. “I have to call out but no one was picking up when I called ten minutes ago. So I’ll try again in a little bit.”

“What? Why?” I blurt out, harsher than I intended. “It’s your first night. You can’t call out.”

“I have to. Peyton called me earlier to tell me that James has the stomach bug and she doesn’t want to risk Mackenzie getting it. I appreciate her for that.”

Wait… she’s calling out of work because she has no one to watch her daughter?

“Okay?”

“I can’t go to work and leave Mackenzie here alone.”

“She won’t be alone. I’m here,” I assure her.

“Oliver,” she breathes out. “You have a life. You need to get out and hang out with your friends.”

Fuck. She must have overheard some of my conversation on the phone with Logan. It’s not like I said anything about her or Mackenzie being the reason I don’t go out. I don’t know how many times I need to tell her that I don’t do anything I don’t want to do.

This is all I’ve wanted lately.

Her. Mackenzie. Being here.

“You heard me on the phone, huh?” I smirk.

“Yes, and I feel really guilty. I feel like we’re taking over your social life. I hate being the reason you’re not doing anything. I think I’m ruining your life.”

She’s cute when she rambles and shows her true feelings.

I take a seat on the couch next to her, throwing my arm around the back of the couch where she sits.

“I’m right where I want to be, dragonfly.”

Macey throws herself off the couch, almost aggravated. “You’re a guy, Oliver. You have needs. You need to get out there.” She’s talking a mile a minute with arms flailing all over the place.

The corner of my lip tips up even more as I cross one leg over the other, resting my ankle on my thigh. “I’m pretty sure you witnessed me taking care of my needs just fine last week.”

She blushes at that.

Bingo.

“That’s just because I was there at that moment.”

“No.” I stand from the couch now, bringing myself directly in front of her as I close the distance between us. “That’s because you’re the center of every fantasy I have when my hand is wrapped around my cock, Macey Evans.”

Her chin lifts to meet my eyes and they widen almost instantly.

I can’t think about anything else when I’m alone in my room. Every thought I have when I’m not sleeping is her. I’m consumed by her.

“With that being said.” I bring a finger under her chin to make sure her gaze stays locked with mine. “Mackenzie stays with me. No questions asked.”

She sighs. “Are you absolutely positive that’s okay?”

“Do I really need to repeat myself again?”

“I know, I know.” She steps out of my hold to grab her glass of water as she makes her way to the kitchen. “You don’t do anything you don’t want to do.”

“Good girl.”

The cup tumbles into the sink as soon as the word leaves my mouth like she’s caught off guard by my praise. The night she walked in on me in the bathroom was without a doubt, the hottest fantasy I’ve ever had come to life.

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