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His hips jerked, he planted his cock deep, and he held himself over me as he grunted through his climax. My nails scraped down his back. My legs wrapped around him and tugged him close. For that eternal moment, I felt like he was inside my soul. He could see everything there, and he loved it unconditionally. Flaws and all. I could see inside him too, and we were truly one being joined in ecstasy.

We clung to each other on the table for a long time. When he finally separated from me, he helped me up. We were a hot mess of green, black, and gold splotches. His mark was all over me. My nails had made trails down his back and across the backs of his legs.

He peered down at his chest and torso, and he looked adorable as he grinned at me. "I think I'm over it now."

I fell against his chest and laughed so hard I snorted. His body shook with laughter too.

"How do we clean this stuff off?" While it was hot and all, it was getting sticky and messy.

"We don't. It's permanent," he quipped.

"No, it's not."

"Kidding. Bath. Special soap."

"Mmm. Sounds good."

He carried me into the bathroom and started filling the giant tub in there. As I rubbed the soap on his skin, the water turned an interesting gray-green color.

The water splashed over the sides as we had earth-shattering sex in the tub.

Once clean, he brought my languid body to the bed, and I fell asleep naked in his arms. This time I was certain he was mine, and I was his. No doubt about it.

Chapter 34 Red Smoke

Wren

"Still think you shoulda waited for me. This meeting won't take long." Mag sounded grumpy over the phone.

Celeste and I were driving up to Los Angeles to meet a woman who responded to my ad for a bakery employee. She'd said she wanted to eventually become a pastry chef and had an interest in Chinese baking specifically. When the bakery opened again, which was hopefully soon, I needed someone to run the kitchen for me. It seemed like a perfect match.

"Tamika's only available this morning, and she has three other offers. I really need to meet her to convince her to take the job." I'd explained it to Mag before and he'd agreed, but he still didn't like being that far away from me.

"I'll be up right after the meeting with the feds. So far it looks like everything is going as planned." He did not say it enthusiastically.

The plan, last I heard, was that Mag and I would attend a luncheon at Kenny's mansion next weekend. So far, it seemed Kenny still believed Mag was Gavin because he'd invited Gavin to join the Magic Society. Mag wasn't happy that I would be going back to the mansion, but I'd made it clear I wanted to be included. "That's good."

He grunted. "Plans create false confidence. Always be prepared to pivot when chaos ensues."

"Spoken like a man who's seen a few plans go awry."

"Pretty much all of them. Never seen an op come off clean." His voice sounded tired and frustrated.

"Okay, Officer. I'll be wary and alert." I saluted him over the phone, trying to lighten his mood.

"Not an officer," he grumbled.

Oops, sore subject. I softened my voice. "Okay, honey. I'll be careful because I know you're worried. I will take it seriously."

He paused and my heart warmed knowing he was receiving what I said. "Appreciated, babe."

"Besides, Celeste is with me, and she's like Terminator or something."

He chuckled. "I love you. I'll be up as soon as this meeting is over."

"I love you too. See you soon."

We arrived at the bakery a few minutes before the meeting, and I waited by the new front doors as Celeste spent a lot of time clearing the rooms with fancy footwork and a gun drawn. After she'd declared it safe, I was free to look around.

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