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“Yes.”
“I didn’t get you anything.”
“Good. I didn’t get you anything either. See you tonight.”
* * *
It was five before I knew it and I walked over to the main house. The whole clan was scattered everywhere, and I didn’t want to make a grand entrance. Slipping in the back door, I went straight to the kitchen to start cleaning up. The dinner had been elaborate, which made for plenty of leftovers. I put all the uneaten food away in containers and stacked them in the refrigerator. Then I loaded the dishes in the dishwasher. Of course, they used silver, which I hand-washed along with the delicate crystal. I was finishing up when Lisbeth came into the kitchen.
“You’ve been a busy bee, honey.”
Smiling, I said, “It looks like you all had a good time.”
“We sure did. Please take some food with you.”
I wouldn’t pass that up for anything. Prime rib, mashed potatoes, gravy, and the works. “I’ll come and pick some up tomorrow. I have a date at seven, so I have to go.”
“A date? With whom?” Her expression told me I was going nowhere until she got an answer.
“Pearce Middleton.”
“Well, I’ll be! You go and pretty yourself up, though you don’t need any prettying up. Have fun, but I expect a full accounting tomorrow, missy!” She crossed her arms, and whenever she did that, she meant business.
“Yes, ma’am,” I shouted as I headed out the back.
Once I got home, I threw on a pair of jeans and my pretty bright green flowy sweater. Then I added black boots and a bit of blush to my cheeks. That was about it for makeup. Ever since my night with Fred and Barney, I’d thrown out the mascara tube. The thought of putting that sticky goop on my eyes made me itch. I quickly brushed my teeth and ran some gloss over my lips. Earrings and a bracelet completed my ensemble. I was ready for Smoky Eyes. Okay, not really, but I was dressed anyway.
At seven on the nose, my doorbell rang and there he stood. He held a piece of mistletoe over his head and had a sheepish grin on his face. I couldn’t help the eye roll, so I stood on my tiptoes and gave him a peck on the cheek.
“That won’t do,” he said, his voice sending shivers down my spine.
He put his arms around me and hugged my body close to his. His eyes caught mine and the question was there whether it was okay to continue. I nodded, holding my breath.
He bent his head and his lips touched mine, lightly, hesitantly at first. But then a spark lit between us, as my fingers tangled in the wavy hair on the nape of his neck. I kissed him back, and just as I had imagined, the man could kiss. I was a goner for sure.
Soft, yet firm lips overtook mine. Pearce knew his way around a girl’s mouth. As I relaxed, his tongue peeked out and softly swept over the curve of my lower lip. He took it between his teeth and gently nibbled on it. Then he sucked it into his mouth. His tongue continued its sexy exploration, tasting all the hidden secrets of my mouth. I melted, my body sagging against his.
He finally lifted his head and said in that beautiful voice of his, “Merry Christmas, Alexia. You make the most unbelievably sexy noises when I kiss you.”
My tongue froze as I was unable to utter a word. He ran the back of his finger across my cheek and smiled. The desire to touch every single inch of his body surged. I could’ve stood there staring at him like an idiot all night long.
“Are you okay?” he finally asked me.
I cleared my throat and shook my head slightly. “Um yes, I’m good. Fine, thanks.”
Hell to the no I wasn’t okay. I was toast, done for, no resistance whatsoever. What am I going to do?
A soft chuckle escaped from him before he asked, “Shall we go?”
I just stared at the man and nodded.
We walked outside and climbed into his fancy Porsche 911. Of course, what else would he drive? He didn’t live but a few blocks from me.
“We could’ve walked,” I commented.
“Yes, but I came from my parents’ house. I picked you up on the way.”
Well, that made sense. We entered his home, and it was lovely. Not overdone or stark like many of the remodeled homes of today. It was perfect. He had impeccable taste. There was a series of beautiful paintings that lined the walls.
