The Frame-Up (The Golden Arrow #1)(98)

Here I am with a gorgeous Muggle, and the world still has magic in it. The Princess Bride is on TV, and there is a masked vigilante still out there in the world if things get too crazy. The universe is just about perfect.

I roll my shoulders back. “You know what I’m really in the mood for?” I give him my best bedroom eyes.

“What’s that?” His thumbs are already on my rib cage, his mouth inches from mine.

“Herbal tea.”

“You minx.”

“All right, fine. I don’t want tea. I just want to be Matteo and MG for a bit. No capes, no costumes, no crimes, just . . . us. Can we do that?” I run my hand up his arm, feeling the goose bumps rise on his skin in the wake of my touch.

He leans forward and seals my query with a kiss. “What does the hero say now? Oh yes. ‘As you wish.’”