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“Did you finally smooch my angel-girl?”
I frown, wondering how the fuck she guessed that.
She starts to clap her hands like a kid that’s been told she can have all the candy in the world.
“You did! Oh, Jaxson,” she slaps me while smiling at Jax, “our boy finally dropped his assholishness and kissed the girl.”
A burst of laughter escapes Jaxson, but he quickly tries to cover it with a fake cough. Miss Sebastian swats him upside the head with something she’s been using as a fan.
“What’s that?” I ask pointing to the explosion of colors in her hand.
“Oh, I brought samples. We need to brighten up this place. There’s no way I can let you die of all this drabness after I worked my sexy ass off to get you back to health.”
Fuck, she’s here to redecorate. Jaxson and I just stare at her.
“You’re both welcome. I’m gonna go find that delicious chunk of hunk that’s in charge of knocking down walls.”
We watch her walk away, then I look at Jaxson.
“We’re fucked.”
“So fucked,” he agrees.
888
WILLOW
Every few minutes, I catch myself wondering what got into Marcus. I was useless at work today.
Not that I’m complaining, his sudden change in behavior just caught me by surprise.
When I met him the first time, I knew he was intense, but I forgot about that after a while as we became friends.
I have no idea what he has planned for tonight, so I have decided to wear jeans and a pale blue t-shirt. I tie my hair back in a ponytail and freshen up my mascara and lipstick.
When I’m ready, I look at my reflection in the mirror.
“Is this really happening?” I whisper to myself.
I’m too scared to take the leap because I’m not sure Marcus will be there to catch me.
A knock at the door, makes me jump. Evie’s already left for work, so I rush to open for Marcus.
I don’t get a chance to greet him. As soon as he sees me, he steps inside the apartment. He wraps an arm around my waist, yanks me against his body and kisses me so hard that I can’t breathe. Just like the goodnight kiss he gave me yesterday, he keeps it short, only leaving me wanting more.
When he pulls back, I drop my hands from his shoulders, where they were hanging on for dear life.
“Are you ready?” he asks.
I nod as I fight to bring my breathing back to normal.
Yeah, intense doesn’t begin to describe Marcus.
I grab my bag and lock the door behind us. Marcus has always been the perfect gentleman, but tonight every gesture feels as if it’s intended to turn my hormones into a pile of mush.
I’m surprised when he drives back to his apartment, but I’m okay with it. The privacy will give us time to talk.
“Miss Sebastian decided to take it upon herself to decorate the new office space,” he says as we step into the elevator. “It’s going to look like a unicorn puked all over the place.”
