No Magic Moment (Secrets of Stone Book 4) by Angel Payne & Victoria Blue

Author:Angel Payne & Victoria Blue [Payne, Angel]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9780990413776
Publisher: Fin Mint Publishing
Published: 2015-09-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Michael

Once again, I slept on the couch.

Sure, Margaux was out cold when I went back upstairs to check on her, but getting into bed and stretching out next to her would’ve been as comfortable as sleeping next to a wall. Correction: a wall with the sexiest fucking curves in the universe, who was barely acknowledging my presence at the moment.

The old axiom needed an overhaul. Don’t go to bed angry—or when you’ve got a pounding erection for your woman.

Funny, how that particular thought stuck like glue—yeah, the same stuff that coated every inch of my cock, keeping it stiff and sensitive all night. The shit received a refresh just before I opened my eyes, helped by a pair of my favorite smells: fresh coffee and Margaux’s eucalyptus body lotion. Even for a hard-up guy in the doghouse, it wasn’t a bad way start to the day.

Cautiously, I opened my eyes.

Tallied another slash in the “good day” column.

She wasn’t standing over me with a box cutter, or even the we-need-to-talk glower. I’d almost hoped for the latter. At least that’d mean she wanted to talk. Instead, she stood in front of the window, where she watched the burgeoning dawn in silence.

I rolled to my side as quietly as I could, relishing the chance to gaze at her. She only moved to sip her coffee, as serene as the golden fingers of light caressing their way over her, sifting through the sexy mess of her hair. The sky’s deeper tones, some grays still hiding in the haze over the bay, were like the shadows that lingered in her eyes…and gripped my chest. Her robe hung open, exposing a new pair of pajamas. The black shorts and matching tank top, with a little gold crown embroidered over her left breast, covered enough but not enough at the same time—dunking my dick in more of that magic hard-on glue.

I tightened my grip on a couch pillow. This battle, craving her but fighting it, wasn’t one I’d had to wage in months. So much had changed since those days when I’d pined for her from the corner of Andrea’s office—though I certainly remembered similar expressions on her face as she’d stared out the window of that glamorous environment. I’d indulged long, selfish stares at her back then, wondering what thoughts had brought that dark blue-green to her eyes. We’d come so far since then. The answer to that dilemma wasn’t hazy for me anymore.

It sure as hell wasn’t right now.

The shadows across her face were because of me.

I released a hard breath. It meant the end of spying on her, but I also hoped it would relieve the claws of self-disgust tearing across my chest. No change. The fuckers were as tenacious as feral cats.

Margaux pivoted. Her face didn’t change but her stare lingered, trailing over the blanket slung over my hips. Thank God for that, too. Nothing like greeting the woman who was barely speaking to you with the woody that had been your best friend all night.

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