Sea Witch
“The lock clicked. The toilet seat banged. And then the unmistakable sound of peeing hissed through the closed door.
Caleb’s jaw tightened. “Just like high school,” he said bitterly.
Maggie stroked the knotted muscles of his back. She pressed her lips between his shoulder blades. “Come to bed.”
He wanted to. He wanted to close his eyes and lose himself in her for a while. Like maybe forever. “I have things to do.”
“Yes.” She tugged him. Turned him. “Me.”
That surprised a laugh from him. How could she want him after seeing that? After knowing who and what he’d come from?
229 But she did.
She rose on tiptoe and kissed him, the corner of his eye, the underside of his jaw, the hollow of his throat. All the neglected, unexpected, tender places.
His heart swelled. “Maggie . . .”
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