Possessed - Bucky Barnes x OC

Part 67

"You're gonna get carsick, sweetheart." James softly scolded, glancing down at Maggie with tired eyes.

Her tongue was pressed to the corner of her mouth, focused down on her sketch book. Hands carefully tracing over her doodles. "I'm fine, James."

He shook his head at her, closing his eyes as he rested back in his seat. Feeling tired from their long flight, he was thankful he wasn't driving.

They were being driven from the airport to the villa just off of Lake Como. About an hour out of Milan.

James was eager to arrive, so he could get some much needed rest, but he wasn't sure if he'd get any with Maggie around. She had snoozed almost the entire flight, so she was a ball of energy. Ready for the day and excited to start exploring.

She leaned up against his side, chewing on the end of her pen as she stared at her sketch. His arm lazily wrapped around her figure. Engulfing her in his sleepy warmth.

"You need a nap, huh?" She teased, peeking up at him and stroking over his cheek. The man was never the type to show his exhaustion. He was always the pinnacle of strength and composure, able to run on little to no sleep, so the fact that he was expressing his fatigue made it clear he desperately needed rest.

"Mhm." He hummed gruffly from his chest, pinching his brows. Keeping his eyes shut, too heavy to open.

"You should've slept on the flight, honey."

He huffed a breath from his nose, smiling sleepily. "I had to finish some work before I shut everyone out for the next week."

She sat up beside him, tipping him over so he was resting on her chest. She combed through his hair, soothing him while he dozed off. His weight was a bit too much to bare, but she didn't mind. She just wanted to cradle him for once. Comfort her big grumpy bear of a man.

The remainder of the ride was silent. Maggie stared out the window, taking in the gorgeous rolling hills of green, hemming the sparkling teal water of the serene lake. Morning fog had settled in the valley, slowly melting away with the sun peeking out from the horizon. In the distance, she could make out the Swiss alps sitting just close enough to see bits of snow kissing the tops.

Smattered villages hugged the side of the highway, warm toned buildings topped with terracotta shingles. Becoming more and more sparse the closer they got to the villa.

They turned down a side road, narrowing to the width of a single car. Luscious trees swiftly whipped by. About two miles down, the car rolled to a stop at a huge iron gate.

"Scusi, signorina?" The driver glanced through the rear view mirror, catching Maggie's attention. He gestured to the keypad extended out beside the car.

She shuffled in her seat, dipping her head to find James still sleeping deeply on her chest. Jaw slack, snoring softly against her.

"James." She whispered, shaking him slightly.

His blue eyes blinked twice, shooting up from her and taking a breath into his nose to wake himself up. "Sorry I passed out on ya, doll." He grumbled, brushing back his hair. He turned his head around to find that they had arrived. "Oh, we're here. Great" he rubbed the back of his hand over his eye.

"We need the code to get in." Maggie explained, nodding up to the driver who was still staring through the rearview with an expectant look.

"Uno, zero, sette, quattro, tre." He easily divulged.

The driver reached out his rolled window, typing in the code as he spoke.

With a soft beep from the keypad, the gate slowly swung open. The car rolled back into motion, headed down the driveway. It was flawlessly paved concrete. Skirted by towering cypress trees.