Page 59 of Mochas and Minotaurs

He did a double-take when he looked over at the clock and found it missing. “You moved the furniture on your own again. You should’ve waited until I got back. I can do it. The shelves are heavy.”

“I’m pregnant, not an invalid,” I said, rolling my eyes. Silly, protective minotaur. I wasn’t even showing yet!

Marcus’s protective side has been on overdrive ever since we found out I was pregnant. He worried that the dragon would come for me or his kid as revenge for freeing him. It was possible, but I doubted it as long as we stayed under Desmon’s wing.

Marcus went to the bathroom and turned on the shower, leaving the door open.

So naturally I peeked as he stripped.

Mmm. Yummy. I didn’t think I’d ever tire of those muscles.

You know, I felt a little sweaty myself after moving the shelf. Maybe I needed a shower too. Besides, the shower was now plenty big enough for the both of us after the renovations.

I waited for him to step into the tub before I snuck into the bathroom and started stripping. I’d thought I was being extra sneaky until Triscuit let out a loud, “Incoming!”

The shower curtain swung open, and Marcus stood there in all his naked minotaur glory, water sluicing gloriously off his fur and muscles. I stood there mid-sneak and let my jaw drop, because that would forever be my reaction to all that manly perfection.

Big, powerful hands lifted me up and over the edge of the tub and into the spray.

“You’re too predictable, Kitten,” he said as he soaped his hands up and rubbed them all over me, pausing over my sensitive breasts.

“You cheated.”

“Teaching Triscuit to sound the alarm isn’t cheating.”

“Is too.” But that was all the protest I could muster because Marcus’s hands were doing the most wonderful things to my body.

We were probably going to be late getting to the restaurant, but right now, I really didn’t care. When I was in his arms, nothing else mattered. I closed my eyes and sighed when his lips joined the exploration.

His touch might not refill my well of magic, but it refilled everything else that mattered. I’d found the love of my life in the minotaur next door, and I was never letting him go.

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