Elizabeth and the Magic of Dragons by Mason Ava

Author:Mason, Ava
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-15T05:00:00+00:00

5

I only had to wait a few minutes before the water turned off. I counted to a hundred and then snuck inside the bathroom. Avery was facing the mirror with a towel around his waist. He didn’t say anything to me as I came inside but just watched me through the mirror.

I slipped my hands around his waist and pressed my lips against his bare back, holding him tight. He sighed and clasped his hands to mine.

“Are you okay?”

He nodded and pulled me in front of him. I sat on the counter and he leaned into me. Pulling him into my arms, he held onto me tight. Closing my eyes and breathing in the scent of soap, I ran my hands around his back, burrowing into him.

“Ever since we came here, you’ve been kinda quiet. Very thoughtful.”

He shrugged. “Sometimes I like to think.”

I pulled him back. “What do you like to think about?”

He traced my cheekbone. “You.”

I raised my eyebrow. “Well you must not like me very much then.”

He closed his eyes and rubbed his nose across my cheek. His breath across my face caressed my skin. “I like you very much.”

I put my hand on his chest, right over his heart. “Then what else are you thinking about?”

He was quiet and I felt his heartbeat, slow and steady, through my palm. He ran his hands up my side, over my shoulders to cup my cheeks. Then he ran his thumb over my lip, rubbing it softly.

I stared into his eyes, knowing that right now Avery needed me. He may not know how to ask for it, but I knew the signs when I saw them.

“Avery, it’s okay to talk to me. To tell me what’s going on. You can tell me.”

He shook his head slowly. “What if talking doesn’t help?”

I bit my lips. “Well, maybe you don’t have to talk about what’s bothering you. You can talk about anything.” I looked deeply into his eyes. “Anything at all.”

I traced my fingers over his tattoos, giving him a moment to think.

“Mia’s favorite place was the woods near the place we grew up. We used to go hiking there a lot.”

I grinned. “Of course.”

“Of course, what?”

“Of course you like to hike.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Well, you like to run. So I’m not surprised that you like to hike.”

He smiled softly. “Actually, sometimes I hate to run.”

“You do?” I was surprised.

He nodded his head. “I just like to torture you more than I hate running.”

I laughed and his face lit up. And that made me really happy, that I put that smile on his sad face.

“You made me run and you made me cook. That was double torture.”

He was grinning now. “Yep.”

“And you always ate all my olives.”

He shrugged. “Olives are good.”

I nodded, agreeing, and traced over the tattoo on his shoulder mindlessly. “Especially if they’re mine.”

He bent down and nipped at my lip. I grinned, and then he gave me a gentle kiss, whispering. “Especially when they’re yours.”

I pulled back. “You’re just trying to distract me.

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