Page 28 of Magic or Madness

“I may, or may not be, great in the kitchen,” he brags, and between bites I take a moment to press a sloppy kiss on his cheek.

“You look sexy in the morning.” I pull away, looking into his chocolate eyes, and allowing myself to be a bit forward.

“You lookfucking perfectin my clothes,” he counters in that huskier voice, instantly making my cheeks flush various shades of pink.

The way he compliments me flutters my belly with butterflies, almost always making me feel as beautiful as he describes.

Yeah, I’ve been complimented before. Sure, I’ve had my body sold for the pleasures of men.

But never have I ever,ever, felt like the only woman in the world to just one man.

Ozzy does that for me.

“It’s too cold for the beach, but I thought we could still go on an adventure?” He asks, interrupting my thoughts, and I can’t hide my excitement.

“Anywhere with you is an adventure, Ozzy.” I brush my finger along his jawline, still absolutely in awe of how fucking gorgeous he is.

“Get dressed, Bambi. We’re leaving as soon as you’re ready.” He jumps up, clears my breakfast plate and runs off toward the kitchen.

I can only imagine what we could possibly get into with a whole day ahead of us, but I do as he asked, pulling on a pair of jeans, a pink V-neck tee, and a light jacket. I toss my hair into a lazy ponytail and apply the lightest amount of makeup.

Ozzy knocks on my door, slowly entering, but still respecting my space.

“You almost ready?” He purrs in my ear, and I smile at him from the mirror as I apply mascara.

He wraps one arm around my waist, and the other gently grips my throat, sending goosebumps throughout my body as he slowly tilts my head back against his chest. He kisses my forehead, but never breaks eye contact as his dark irises pierce a hole into me with a strong desire, even from the reflection of the mirror.

At this rate, we’ll never get out of here.

“Ozzy,” I breathe desperately, but his hands move quickly, spinning me around until our bodies face each other.

“Not yet, Fallon. I’ve got plans for you, me, and my bed later,” he whispers, his low voice making me weak in the knees, and inadvertently, I let out a slight whimper.

“Finish the makeup that you don’t need and meet me in the kitchen,” he says against my skin, almost like a command, and my breath hitches.

“I’m almost done.” I hold onto his hand as we separate, watching his reflection before he slips out of the room.

I ignite a fire in him the same way he does for me, that much is obvious from the way one small touch leaves goosebumps prickled on his skin.

I take a few more minutes to finish my mascara, and with one last glance in the mirror I’m ready to go. Once I emerge from my bedroom, I scan the room and find Ozzy in the kitchen, cleaning his breakfast mess.

Rae watches him from the couch, sipping from her coffee mug with a look of something that resembles approval on her face.

“He did the dishes, too,” she whispers once she sees me, and raises her eyebrows.

I can’t help but laugh, joining her as we marvel at how wonderful he is. He didn’t have to make me breakfast, let alone clean his mess, but there he is, doing it all and then some.

“A fresh pot of coffee is waiting for you two in the morning,” he says cheerfully to Rae, and her eyes widen.

“You can stay here anytime!”

I choose to take pleasure in the rare, blissful moment and join Ozzy behind the counter. Instead of allowing me to help, he instantly slips his hand into mine, waggling his fingers in Rae’s direction as we make our way out the door. As we walk away, I catch a slight glimpse of the kitchen, and I realize that the entire place is spotless, almost as if he was never there.

I can’t contain the smile that’s forcing itself on my face as I blindly follow his lead down to the truck. He snaps me back into reality by opening the passenger door, holding me up as I climb inside.

“Where are we going?” I ask, watching his smile grow.

“First, back to my place so I can make it in time for Max’s morning power trip. Then, anywhere the road takes us,” he says,resting his hand on my thigh, and painfully tearing it right back off.

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