Page 35 of The Magic of Betrayal
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Damn,I was nervous. Nervous to see her after our fight, nervous to tell her what I needed to, nervous to see if she'd forgive me for my behavior yesterday. It wasn't a feeling I was used to, and I didn't appreciate it.
I'd slipped on a grey and black henley, and paired it with some black Levi's that had rips in the knees. My long hair was pulled up in a knot on the top of my head, and I wore my signature black boots. Sloane and Fischer were sitting in the living room watching some Marvel movie and I smiled to myself as they laughed over something on the screen. We usually didn't have much downtime, so I was glad to see my guys getting to cut loose and relax a little bit.
"Where you taking her, Cam?" Fischer asked when I entered the room, patting my pockets to make sure I had the essentials. Keys, wallet, phone.
"We're going to grab dinner somewhere first, then heading to the lake. I want somewhere quiet where we can talk," I told them and they watched me warily.
"You'll feel better once you get it out there, and you know our girl, she'll want to support you and be more understanding about your... need for control." Fischer smiled encouragingly and Sloane grunted.
"More like his brutish caveman behavior, but sure, we can go with need for control," Sloane shrugged. Fischer threw a pillow at his head, hitting him square in the face.
"Be supportive, Sloane," Fischer scolded, crossing his arms over his chest.
"It's fine, he's just jealous. Don't wait up for me, boys." I winked at them, then took the stairs two at a time. I just needed to fix this fuck up of mine and get my little witch where she belonged. With me.
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The engineof my bike idled at a soft rumble as I put the kickstand down. Just as I was about to flip the key and head for the door, movement caught my eye and I looked up just in time to see Saige come through the screen door and make her way to where I was.
Stars have mercy.
Leopard print skinny jeans, a black corset style top that accentuated her natural hourglass figure had her hips popping in all the right ways, heeled black boots came just over her knees and I swallowed roughly. She was my vision of a wet dream. Smokey eyes, dark purple lipstick, and two thick braids, I swear on Jupiter, my heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest.
"Hi," she said, stepping right next to me where I sat frozen on my bike.
"H-" I cleared my throat, "Hi."Fuck, I can barely speak."You look amazing, little witch."
A blush popped immediately and I smiled slightly as she looked up at me from under her dark eyelashes.
"Thank you. I figured this would work for being on the bike." She shrugged. We both just kind of stared at each other for a moment, neither sure of exactly what to do next. We needed to talk, but not yet, and not like this.
"There's a helmet in there for you." I pointed to the saddlebag. "Hop on, baby. Let's go get dinner."
Holding onto my arm, she swung her leg over the seat, pressing her soft body against my back. Oh gods. Giving myself a quick adjustment, we headed back into town. There weren't a lot of options in terms of restaurants, but there was a small Italian restaurant that I'd gotten take out from last week and it had been pretty good.
We pulled up in front ofCome and Spaghet Itand I killed the engine. Helping her slide off the bike, we hung our helmets on the handlebars. Just as I was turning to head toward the door, she slid her hand into mine and intertwined our fingers, looking up at me with vulnerability.Well, I can't have that.Lifting our hands, I pressed a kiss to hers and pulled her tightly against my front, my free hand finding her cheek.
"I'm so sorry, baby. I know we have to talk about last night, and we will, but I can't have you looking at me like you're questioning if I still want you or not. Because I always want you." My voice sounded rough to my own ears, and I felt my dick waking up again, pressing into her stomach.
"I'm sorry I slapped you. I don't know what came over me, I'm not a violent person and I feel so terrible about it." She took a deep breath and tears were shining in her green eyes.
"Hey, hey, it's okay. I deserved it, I was an asshole."
"So you forgive me?" she asked quietly, her cheeks pink with her emotions.
"Oh, baby girl." I didn't know what else to say so I leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her full lips, intending to keep it short and sweet since we were standing in the middle of the sidewalk. She had other ideas and suddenly her arms were wrapped around my neck, her tongue licking at my mouth, seeking entry. Groaning, I opened my lips and met her tongue with mine, caressing and loving the way we just fused together.
Clapping from somewhere had her smiling against my mouth and pulling back slightly. We both looked across the street where those two seer women were clapping, and jumping up and down at the sight of our PDA.
"Don't stop on our account, love birds!" the shorter of the two called out.
Saige laughed. "You two are so bad! We're going in for dinner now, hope you enjoyed the show!"
"Spoilsport!" the taller woman shouted, but they were both still smiling at us like we'd made their whole damn week.
Saige tugged my hand and led me into the restaurant, and I let hope fill my chest at the great start of the night. Hopefully, we could get everything out on the table and our relationship wouldn't detonate before it really even began.
