"I think I finally get it."

"Get what?" There was something about the look in his eyes, the confidence, the surety, that had me swallowing hard.

"You." And as he smiled, it was almost smug. "I get you, Oz. You're a little, Aren't you?"

If only I had known at the time just how much those few little words were going to change my life.

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I wasn't sure who kissed who. I wasn't sure why it was different from the usual kisses we had shared, offering a tenderness, a sweetness that I couldn't recall having tasted on him before.

It didn't escalate, either. It didn't lead to him throwing me on my back and having his way with me. It did end up with him knocking the drink off the arm of the chair.

/"I was still drinking that,/" I whined. /"What am I supposed to drink now?/"

Deacon only rolled his eyes. He plucked up the paci from where it had been laid on my blanket and shoved it in my mouth, earning a dark look, but I didn't spit it out. He shifted around until he managed to stand up without knocking me off.

/"I'm going to get something to clean this up, okay sweetheart. I'll be back in a minute. Your snacks are right there./" He pulled the blanket up over my shoulders as it had fallen down and kissed my forehead.

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