Page 44 of Magic or Madness

It’s not that I care if they steal from Keith’s, especially after what happened tonight, but I’m nervous for him.

This is the first time he’s pulling a job since we’ve been together, and I don’t know what I’m supposed to do. I’ll likely be nervous the entire weekend, wondering if he got caught or made it out safe.

“What is it, Fallon?”

I sigh, knowing that he can read me like an open book. Whenever I trail off into deep thought, Ozzy’s right there to pull me out and dissect whatever it is I’m hung up on.

“I’m just worried about you, that’s all.” I fake a smile, something else I shouldn’t do.

“You’re lying,” he says, and my façade drops.

“Fine, I’m lying. What am I supposed to do while you’re gone? I’m going to freak out the entire time, wondering if you’re okay or not,” I confess, and he sighs, parking the truck.

“We’ve done this before, Bambi. It’ll be fine, and I’ll come for you the second I’m finished.” He looks into my eyes, the sparkle in his lighting up the darkness that’s surrounding us.

“Is it the new bike coming in tomorrow?”

“Fallon …” he starts, but I cut him off.

“My boss told me about it. I have to change the codes tomorrow after it’s delivered,” I say, and his body stiffens.

“Max found a way around that. You have nothing to worry about, okay?” He affirms, and I try to take his word for it, but something about this feelsoff.

It’s a random code generator, so unless he’s hacked into my office computer it’ll be impossible for him to work around it.

I will let the professionals handle things – rather than sticking my nose in their business – and hope for the best.

“Come here, Bambi,” Ozzy whispers, pulling me on top of him.

“We’re going to be fine. Let’s go out, get wasted, and have the night of our lives.” He gently kisses my jaw, trailing down my neck, making me hot already. “Then, when we get back, I’m going to fuck you until the sun rises.”

He lightly nips at my skin, the rougher side of him coming back out to play, and I tip my head back in pure bliss.

“Is that a promise?” I ask, tangling my hands in his hair.

“It’s a promise, Fallon.” He kisses me one more time, leaving me breathless and desperate before leading me into the dealership.

All eyes are on us, the guys waving a bottle of vodka in the air for pregame drinks.

“What’re you having, Fallon?” Journey asks, barely glancing in my direction.

Ever since their fight, Journey hardly acknowledges me, keeping his distance and respecting Ozzy’s firm boundaries.

“Whatever you’re pouring.” I smile, lacing my fingers through Ozzy’s.

Their excitement is bubbly, and everyone is in a cheerful mood with the opportunity to let loose and get messy in a new town.

According to Ozzy, Oliver and Lex will be on the hunt for one-night stands, and their goal is always to share.The more the merrierhe put it.

Journey hands me a vodka soda, and I sip it slowly, not looking to get drunk before we even leave.

“Go get ready, you two. We’re leaving in an hour!” Max yells over the music.

I realize I don’t have anything to wear, but when Ozzy brings me into his room, there are three dresses laid on the bed.

“You went shopping for me?”

“Of course, Bambi. Pick whichever one, they’re all yours.” He smirks, slapping my ass, and I have to bite my lip to hold back my tears.

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