"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.

The Little Of Oz Series

/"Are you sure that you don't want to bring this with you, Isaac?/" Deacon stressed as he held up the black pacifier.

He had that stupid look of stupid amusement on his stupid face as he looked at me. His back was to the kitchen doorway, his trainers planted firmly as he propped his hands on his hips after I declined his offer. /"Are you sure because-/"

/"Are you fucking deaf?/" I snapped back, teeth nipping at my tongue. /"I said no./"

The way his expression shifted, hardened, was almost microscopic, but I saw it. I think I may have even taken some small degree of delight in it if I hadn't of been so damn nervous.

/"Your tone,/" he breathed, slipping it into his jacket pocket all the same before jabbing his index in my direction. /"Watch it./"

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