Page 46 of The Magic of Betrayal
“Yeah? Well, I think you’re an asshole, so whatever. I’m done with this. I have a date to get ready for and you need to leave."
His eyes narrowed and flared with possession that had my core clenching and I internally cursed my inner witch for being such a cock lover. He released me and I stepped back, momentarily forgetting I was butt ass naked. He didn't forget though, his eyes took in my body that was covered in bubbles and soap suds, I quickly slapped an arm over my tits and used my other hand to cover my vagina.
"Gonna need a bigger arm to hide those mountains from me." He smirked and hopped off the counter. "But fine, I'll go. Next time I see this body naked though, you'll be begging for me, mark my fucking words, Goldie. You and me? We're fated and it will happen."
I blinked at him and in a flash, he was gone, and I was left standing in a puddle of quickly chilling water, questioning my own sanity. Maybe I'd imagined that whole thing, but the lingering scent of his cologne had me thinking that wasn't the case at all.
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Crunchinggravel underneath car tires signaled that Fischer had arrived and I slipped on my Mary Janes that completed my pin-up girl look to perfection. Bright red lipstick, a black retro dress in the same style as my lemon dress that I'd worn the last time we'd been intimate... what a memory. This dress though, had black lacey cap sleeves and a matching black lace overlay on the flared skirt. I felt sexy as hell in this outfit and I hoped my guppy would appreciate it.Bet he appreciates what's underneath it even more...
Snagging my clutch, I double checked that I had some cash, my lipstick, phone, keys, the essentials and then I pulled open the door and dropped the damn thing.
"By the moon, you are stunning, sweetheart." Fischer openly ogled me, but I figured that was fair because I couldn't get a grip myself as I took in his appearance.
Black on black on black.I think I might be dead right now. No, nope, I felt a flutter down below so I guess at least my vagina is still alive and well.
Sharp black slacks with a button down long sleeved black dress shirt that he'd rolled to his elbows,because of fucking course he would do that to weaken me, and black shoes. His hair was parted on the side, his curls tamed, and his oak colored eyes sparkled with mischief that I didn't see in them often enough.
Oh, this is going to be a fun night.
Fischer bent over and grabbed my clutch, handing it to me and pulling me against his body. A sigh rushed out of my mouth at being pressed against him. His finger traced my jaw and tilted my chin up, giving him access to my lips, and he didn't hesitate. Any time with Fischer was soothing and loving and romantic. The way he touched me, looked at me, his gentleness set my skin on fire and scrambled my brain.
"I've missed kissing this mouth, sweetheart," he rasped and I cupped his cheek. He had some three day scruff going on and it was working in all the right ways.
"I'm so glad I get you all to myself tonight." I smiled at him and he chuckled.
"Feeling is mutual." He offered me his arm and I looped mine through, letting him guide me out of the door and I quickly locked it up with a spell and the key. Fischer opened the passenger door of the large SUV and I hopped inside. Pausing, his gaze traveled down my body and I blushed under his scrutiny. Shaking his head, his eyes were full of lust when they met mine and he just closed the door and moved around the front of the vehicle before sliding into his own seat.
"So, where we going, sweetheart?" he asked, turning the car on with the press of a button and smoothly clicking his seatbelt into position.
"Head into town, we're going to Magic Stixxx tonight, Guppy."
His head snapped in my direction so fast, some of his curls bounced and I giggled.
"Don't worry, I have it all planned." I grinned and he put the car in drive.
"Those sound like famous last words, sweetheart. If you wanted me to strip for you, I could've given you a hell of a show right inside the house."
I gasped and he winked at me.He's full of surprises.
The drive to the club was short, but it didn't stop me from slipping my hand in hers and getting as much physical contact as possible. I'd been craving her fiercely and everything had gotten so fucked up after that shit went down in the garden with Sloane. She seemed to be doing fine, but seeing her laying in her bed lifeless, for hours, had nearly killed me. There were definitely times when I wished I was able to read her, but then I remembered how free I felt being with her, and those wishes faded to nothing.
We pulled into the parking lot of Magic Stixxx, the neon sign all lit up, and the logo was oddly phallic in shape with bursts of color shooting from the end. I'd assumed there'd be some kind of event here tonight, but the parking lot only had one other car, I mean, it was a Wednesday night, but weren’t strip clubs open all hours and days of the week?
Breathing a sigh of relief that I wouldn't have to be surrounded by so many people, Saige's laughter had me casting her a look that said what's so funny?
"Sweet Fischer, did you think I'd really take you on a date to your worst nightmare? A packed club? The only person I want to be around tonight is you." She grinned, and I lifted our hands to my mouth and kissed her knuckles.
"Alright, sweetheart, I'm ready to be wined and dined... or whatever it is you have planned."
She squealed with excitement and flung open her door before I could get my ass over there to open it for her. Saige met me at the front of the car and grabbed my hand, her mood was infectious and I found myself smiling at her enthusiasm.
The double doors were royal purple with studded leather accents and...by the moon, is that velvet? The doors are fucking velvet. What have I gotten myself into here?
"I'm freaking pumped, Fish, I think you're going to love this!" Her heels tapped across the see through plexiglass floor that was lit up underneath with neon dicks and boobs.
"Welcome to Magic Stixxx, where witches, mages, and humans alike can let go of their inhibitions, worries, and stress and let your wildest fantasies come to life!" A booming voice came from above and we looked up toward it. The upstairs was open, a banister running around the large space. The biggest man I'd ever seen in my life appeared at the top of the stairs, which were coincidentally, also purple velvet, and Saige clapped her hands with glee.
