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29: Mr Malik Otis Sterling

MALIK

Elizabeth and I were sprawled on the floor trying to queue movies for our marathon when she grabbed a throw pillow and slapped me in the face with it. Shock made me quiet for a second or two or even three.

I snatched the pillow reaching for my face a second time and pinned Elizabeth under me. Her hair fell around her in a halo. Taking her hands, I watched her body arch under mine. “My love, what was that for?” 

“For not telling me about the Christmas decorations.” My lips puckered. I opened them but could not say anything in my defense. All I wanted was to make her happy. “I know it was your idea to design the place. Waylen told me, and you just sat there looking at me while I praised him for it.” 

My mouth went dry. “Yeah.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?” she asked, her voice softening when I tried to pull back. She locked her legs around my waist, a warning creeping in

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