Page 33 of Tap My TOKTIK

“We can call it whatever the fuck you want, but I want to take you places. To kiss you, to watch you write the next book — even if it’s not about me. I want you, Olivia, and I’m well aware of how out of my league you are, but I still want you. All of you, even the crazy parts.” I must be mad, I don’t beg people to be in my life. But I’d be willing to grovel for her.

“We’ll kill each other.” She might have a point.

“Well, I’m willing to die to be your boyfriend.” That makes her laugh.

She shakes her head and sighs. “I’ve never had a boyfriend.”

What? It would explain a lot but, “Never?”

She shakes her head. “Never.”

“Now you do.”

“I do?” She’s smiling now. “Okay.” I don’t know why, but just that okay makes me happy. Happiness isn’t something I’ve felt in a long time and I like it, almost as much as I like her. “But, everything you do will end up in a book. You can’t be all cranky over it. You seem like the grumpy type.”

“I thought you shouldn’t sleep with the muse? Isn’t that a rule?”

She quirks a brow. “Do I look like I follow rules?”

“I don’t mind inspiring your books, Olivia, reading them inspires part of me too.” I look down to where my dick didn’t get the message that it’s brunch time and is very much excited about having a girlfriend. Olivia laughs, pops a melon ball in her mouth and carries on with her breakfast as if this is just any other morning.

“Your boyfriend application is accepted, you can get your sister to take it down.” Oh, Birdie is going to love this. “You don’t need to be thirst-trapping on TikTok, unless I post one of you, it might be a good way to get readers.” She snickers at that idea.

I want this to be every morning with her, but girlfriend is a pretty good start.

THE END