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She gulps audibly.
"Just thought we should be on the same page," I say, stealing her cup from her hands to take another sip before I do something crazy and kiss that adorable look from her face. I'm already moving too goddamn fast for her. That truth is written all over her face. But I'm not slowing down.
I've got three days, four at most, to convince this woman that she wants me in her life when the job is done. I'll move as fast as I need to move to get her on the same page.
Shit. Maybe Zayne isn't completely out of his damn mind, after all. Because his balls-to-the-wall approach is starting to make a helluva lot more sense. Luckily for me, I don't have to stalk this beauty to keep track of her. I don't intend to leave her side at all.
"We are so not on the same page, Zion Carmichael," she whisper-hisses at me after a moment.
"No?" I grin, sipping her coffee. "That's all right. We will be soon enough."
"Why does that sound like a threat?"
"Because you have a suspicious mind?"
"Did Madden intentionally request the most annoying brother?"
I laugh loudly. "If you think I'm annoying, you'd kill Zayne."
"What about the other one?" she asks hopefully. "Surely he's not so bad."
Instead of answering, I drag my phone from my pocket to dial Gideon, deciding she needs a demonstration. I put it on speaker.
He answers on the second ring. "Why are you calling me so early? Did the model fire your big ass already?"
"Not quite."
"Can I do that?" she asks hopefully.
"Hell no," I growl.
"You already want to fire him?"
"He let himself into my house." She pauses to scowl at me. "And he's drinking my coffee."
"I didn't let myself in. You opened the door for me," I remind her. "And you offered me the cup. Shouldn't have done that if you didn't want me to take it."
"I wasn't offering you… I was offering coffeein general," she splutters. "Not my cup that I was drinking."
"So this is off to a great start, I see," Gideon says.
"I want to exchange him for another brother."
"Sorry. No returns, refunds, or exchanges."
Makenzie narrows her eyes at me. "Did you tell him to say that?"
"Fuck no," Gideon chuckles. "You've known his big ass for five minutes and want to return him. Zayne and I have been trying to get rid of him since he was born."
Makenzie cracks a smile, flashing two adorable dimples at me. "Did you try selling him to SHIELD? I'm pretty sure they're still looking for whoever left that hammer in the desert."
"No, but I did try selling him to an old lady for twenty bucks at our lemonade stand once. Ma was pissed." Gideon pauses. "I almost had a deal, too."
I scowl at the phone. "Gertrude was batshit crazy."
"You would have fit right in."
Makenzie laughs in delight, the sweet sound hitting me right in the fucking heart. Jesus. She's beautiful all the time, but when she's laughing? Pure radiance. It's no wonder the world fell at her feet. I've known her for half an hour and I'm ready to do the same. This girl is magic…the kind that has me thinking things I damn well shouldn't.
