Page 101 of Sweet Poison

“You only say that because you—” Her eyes widen, like a deer caught in headlights, and she freezes, realizing what she almost said.

Thud.

My chest aches in the best fucking way.

“Because I what, Willow?”

“Let’s get this ride started, then!” she says, trying to steer the conversation with a playful bounce on her feet. I frown but I leave it for now, and follow her to the car.

I open the passenger side, her excitement practically bubbling over as she takes in the sleek interior of the car. I gently usher her in, my hand lightly grazing her back making her gasp because of the contact. “You’re the first woman to ever ride in one of my cars,” I say, watching her settle into the bucket seat, my jacket slipping slightly off her shoulder, revealing her smooth golden tanned skin.

“Really?” She raises a brow adorably as if she doesn’t believe me.

My mouth twitches. “You’re the first, fairy.”

And hopefully the last…

If I get my way soon.

Willow might not be my first but she sure as fuck will be the last.

“Then I’m honored,” She looks around, eyes wide with wonder as she studies the dashboard, while touching all the buttons and dials. I quickly hop around to the driver’s side, and I slide into my seat.

I can’t shake the feeling of how special this moment is. I’m sharing my world with her and her sweet smiles make it all the better.

“Ready?” I ask, glancing over at her.

She nods eagerly, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement, and I feel a rush of happiness flood through me. Fuck, I’ve never felt this way before. It’s all her.

She did this. She transformed me.

“Let’s go then,”

“Yes!” She fists bumps the air. Fuck, she’s adorable.

“But first…” I reach over and gently buckle her seatbelt, taking a moment to make sure she’s secure. There’s something that feels right about this simple act, and I smile as I adjust the strap for her comfort. “Precious cargo,” I tease, before poking her button nose.

“Safety is important,” she gives me a thumbs up.

I smile wide.

This woman…

Once I’m satisfied she’s safe, I lean in, pressing a soft kiss to the tip of her nose. I’ve never done this before. I’ve never been gentle but damn if my wild one doesn’t bring out that side of me.

Everything good about me is what use of her.

Willow’s eyes widen in surprise, and a blush creeps across her cheeks. “What was that for?”

I shrug. “I like kissing you,” I reply, my smile wide.

She bites her lip, clearly touched, and the moment feels even more right and wholesome.

“I like kissing you too, Madden.” She blushes even more. “I like it a lot.”

“Yeah,” I rasp, enthralled by the way she flushes a pretty pink.

“Yeah…” she beams then looks to the racetrack ahead. “Now ride!”

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