He put away his phone and raised the bouquet at the door, hiding his face from the peephole. “Delivery for Ms. DeVries.”
As the door opened, he lowered the flowers and grinned.
“Get the fuck outta here!” Maggie yelped.
Not the words I expected.He lifted a finger to her mouth. “Someone across the street didn’t hear you.”
In an instant, she dragged him inside, locked the door, and mashed her lips against his. His fingertips pressed into her back, fire burning through his veins.
He paused, resting his lips on hers. The look on her face was priceless. Everything a guy could hope to see in the eyes of the girl he loved. Love. Passion. Happiness. Everything.
“I’m sorry for all the stupid shit that happened last week. Forgive me?” he asked.
She grinned. “Absolutely.”
“I’ll never go anywhere without you again.” He pressed his lips back to hers. Desire for her shot through every cell in his body, consuming his every thought. “Never.”
Scene 46
Maggie
I glanced at the flowers on the floor, thinking what a beautiful arrangement of red roses it was and a complete waste of money. “Are those for me?”
“No, for Mamma’s grave.” Mike’s breath was still catching. “Of course they’re for you.” He rolled on his side, pulling the sheets up to his waist while smoothing his curls off his sweaty forehead. “But you didn’t give me a chance.”
“Well, what did you expect?”
His lips stretched with a lazy smile as he gazed at me. My finger swirled around his curls. “You’re giving me that look again.”
“Well, what did you expect?”
“Keep looking at me like that and we’re due for an encore.”
His hand reached under the sheets and grabbed my butt, drawing me closer. “Yes, please.”
“Aren’t you tired?”
“Not really.” His soft lips connected with mine. “But you are.”
“No, I’m not,” I protested.
“Yes, you are.” Shaking his head, he examined me with his eyes. “And you’re even skinnier than last week.”
“No, I’m not,” I repeated.
“Yes, you are. I know every inch of your body by heart. Why aren’t you eating?”
“I am. I just can’t seem to keep as much food down as I want, lately. And I haven’t been smoking anything either, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“I see.” He pursed his lips. “That means we need to find another way to loosen you up.”
Smiling with mischief, I got on my knees, sheets falling off my naked body. “Does that mean we’re doing that encore?”
“Absolutely. But let me give you your presents first before I forget again.” He grabbed for his jeans, tossed on the floor.
“Presents?”
“I forgot to give you your birthday gift last week.” He brought out two jewelry boxes and handed me the smaller one. “I couldn’t give it to you at the party. I was going bonkers thinking you were marrying that fuck.” He shook his head as if pushing away the memory. “Then we were on the run, and then I went bonkers again.” He chuckled. “For all the good reasons, though.”
