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Chapter Seven
Noah
I’m waiting for Maggie at the foot of the stairs when she comes down. I tapped on her door earlier, telling her we were making dinner for her and to come on down when she was ready. The three of us decided this was as good a way as any to get to know her a little better.
She looks amazing. I don’t even see the bruise high on her cheekbone. Her hair is freshly washed and drapes across her shoulders in a golden curtain. Her face is free of makeup—a refreshing change from all the weird and wonderful shit women put on their faces these days.
Maggie is wearing a pretty blue dress that falls to her knees. The dress is held up by the shoestring straps tied at her shoulders. I have a sudden urge to tug them free so that her large breasts spill out into my waiting hands. I may be a virgin, but I’ve done plenty of other stuff. I can picture doing every one of those things with her, and only her.
Her sweet smell reaches my nose, a subtle blend of perfume and soft femininity. It’s intoxicating. It makes me want to bury my nose in her neck and inhale deeply, filling my lungs full of her.
I shake off my lustful thoughts and extend a hand toward her as she reaches the bottom of the stairs. “Señorita. Would you do me the honor of allowing me to escort you to the dining room?” I ask with an exaggerated bow.
Maggie grins at my display as she places her hand in mine. “Gracias, señor.”
Our eyes meet for a second, and I notice the goosebumps that break out across her skin. It’s not cold in here. Could it be my touch that’s causing her skin to pebble and her nipples to press against the fabric of her dress? Is she feeling it, too?
I clear my throat. “I hope you like what we’ve prepared for you.”
“What is it?” she asks, clinging to my hand as I lead her through to the dining room.
“Ah, ah! It’s a surprise,” I grin, pulling her chair out at the head of the table so she can sit.
We hardly ever use this room, preferring to eat in the kitchen when it’s just us three, but having Maggie here warrants something a little more special.
Tanner and Theo appear, carrying drinks and dishes of food.
“Champagne?” Theo asks, raising a dark eyebrow at Maggie.
“Um, okay,” she replies hesitantly. “I’ve never had champagne before.”
Theo pours a little into the champagne flute at her place setting, and she takes a sip. She wrinkles her nose.
Theo frowns. “You don’t like it?”
“I really want to. I mean, it’s champagne, for God’s sake, but…is it bad that I’d prefer a beer?” she asks sheepishly.
Theo chuckles. “Not bad at all. Woman after my own heart. I’ll go grab you a cold one,” he says, hurrying from the room.
Jesus, he’s behaving like a lovesick puppy. Pray to God, he doesn’t roll over and ask her to rub his balls.
“So the champagne was a bust, but I hope you like…” Tanner lifts the metal lid from the food with a flourish.
Maggie claps a hand over her mouth, her blue eyes twinkling with mirth. “Tacos?”
“What?” Tanner asks, pretending to be offended. “I’ll have you know that tacos are a staple food here in America.” He pauses to grin at her. “But if you don’t like them, I’ve got the local pizza place on speed dial.”
“I love tacos,” she says, grinning back at him.
A look passes between them, and I swear I can almost feel the crackle of electricity even though I’m standing six feet away. Maybe they’re both remembering their kiss this morning. Tanner’s not one to show his emotions to anyone other than Theo and me, but he’s more relaxed than I’ve ever seen him. Maggie is good for him. I think she may be good for all of us.
“One ice-cold beer,” Theo announces, entering the room with a bottle and a glass. He goes to pour the beer into the glass, but Maggie covers his hand to stop him.
“There’s something about drinking it straight from the bottle,” she says, taking it from him and lifting it to her lips.
We all watch like brainless fucking geeks as she takes a long slug and smacks her lips. “Ah, that’s better. Guess I’m just not a champagne kind of gal.”
“Nothing wrong with that,” Tanner says as we all take a seat at the table. “Seems to me you know exactly who you are and exactly what you like.”
