Page 77 of Untraced Magic
She smiled, and I couldn’t get enough of her.
“Maybe I should teach you someday,” she mused.
I chuckled. “Think I’ll keep my hands busy with things I know best.”
“And what’s that?” she countered playfully.
“Cars,” I said, drawing her lips to mine. “And you,” I added, kissing her again.
I could have her right here, riding me on this stool in a heartbeat, but I decided against it. She was in her element, and I wanted to let her get lost in it.
I pulled away, sliding a thumb over her bottom lip. “Are we still on for a lesson in self-defense today?” I asked.
She arched a brow. “If you say so. What if I kick your ass? I could be a ninja for all you know,” she teased.
I pinched her shoulder playfully, and she yelped.
“I’m serious. It’s not just about defense, it’s about reading your opponent and trying to gauge their next move. Besides…” I said, conjuring up a cheeky look, “I want to see you in yoga pants.”
She thumped me in the arm with a grin.
I feigned hurt. “What?” I looked at her innocently, and she laughed. Who was I to turn down the chance at some compromising positions with tights like that involved?
After leaving Morgan in peace, I made us breakfast and took two fresh mugs of coffee outside, sitting on the side of the deck.
Morgan came out to join me, dressed in a long-sleeved black top and… I gulped my mouthful of coffee down faster than intended and coughed. I wanted nothing more than to take her ass in my hands at the sight of it in those tight leggings.
She gave me a funny look as she took a seat, and I composed myself, hiding a grin behind my coffee mug.
“So, how are you feeling today?” I asked carefully, avoiding the obvious.
“You mean after I found out my whole world is about to change and the fact I’m expected to be at a dance full of werewolves the day after my magic emerges? Just peachy.”
I gave her a sympathetic look. “I mean after catching up with Betty.”
Morgan smiled, creases appearing in the corners of her eyes. “Well… I don’t really have a say in the whole thing and figure I just need to take it as it comes.”
My hand cupped her knee. “I think you’re handling it really well.”
After finishing our coffee and breakfast, I jumped to my feet.
“Let’s do this,” I said, taking her hands and helping her up, a little too eagerly so she rested against me.
A halfhuff,half giggle came from her. “This isn’t self-defense,” she protested, pretending not to look impressed. I wrapped my arms playfully around her waist.
“First rule: Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.”
She laughed halfheartedly. “Seriously?”
“In all seriousness, yes.” I released her, and she planted her hands on her hips. “Obviously, that’s not always possible, or the safeoption. But knowing who your enemies are, and both their strengths and weaknesses, gives you the upper hand in any situation.”
She nodded. “Right.”
“Now, let’s go. I spoke to Colt yesterday, and he’s keen to help me teach you. He’s expecting us at his place in ten minutes.”
“Yes, sir,” she said with a mock salute.
I shook my head with a slight smile. She didn’t seem to be as worried about everything as I was. Or maybe she just hid it well. For days, a tension had been building within me, my shoulders a constant ache and jaw tight as fuck.
