Oreos. That's one word that'll have Leah Summers weak to her knees. Her obsession with them is like an obsession someone has for drugs. Touch them and you'll most likely end up 6ftn under.
Jaxon Knight, your typical Mafia badass. Heartless, cruel...
Everything was a flash. I was on my honeymoon with the love of my life in Bora Bora. I slept almost the whole way there. Only waking up when I had too. It's like my body knew the night would not be filled asleep in a bed. In a bed alright but not asleep.
I woke up in one of those huts on the water. I could hear Jaxon hanging around in the kitchen. Letting out a curse word every so often. I smiled. That annoyed man was mine.
I walked toward his voice in a simple silk nightgown which I'm guessing Jaxon changed me into.
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I stood there watching Jaxon throw fruits on a plate. I barely moved an inch before he detected me. Stupid honed reflexes.
"Hey, Leah baby. I was trying to make breakfast. I guess I woke you." He seemed a little disappointed he didn't wake me up although he did but not the way he wanted.
"It's alright. I enjoyed watching you." I giggled realizing how creepy that sounded.
Jaxon slid the plate in front of me and said, "Bon Appetit." Kissing my cheek he waited for me to take the first bite.
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That day was magical. After we ate I put my bathing suit and threw a sundress over it when I heard we would be going to the mainland.
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