Page 121 of All I Want For Christmas
“But I’m also an adult who is capable of reading signs and asking questions and Googling things when I need to figure them out.”
“Or leaning on new friends to help you.”
He nodded. “Exactly.”
“I still should have been the one.”
“I would have much preferred to talk to you during the flight, and to wander the airport with you. But I’m also sorry that I didn’t realize Molly was stalling.”
“You think she was?”
He looked around and chuckled softly. “It seems that way. I didn’t know that you just come straight down and get your bags. I thought maybe they brought them up where we got off the plane and we were waiting for that. Or that it would take a long time to get them.” He shrugged. “I hadn’t really worried about those details ahead of time and when I asked Molly how I picked up my bag, she said ‘come with me’, and…I did.”
Savannah shook her head. “It’s okay. She saw a hot guy alone and needing help and did what any single woman her age would have done. She shot her shot.”
“Except I’m not alone.”
Savannah felt that stab of regret again. “Seemed that way. Which is my fault.”
“I’m not upset,” he said.
“You’re not? You’re sure? I do feel bad.”
“Nah.” His smile turned a little wicked. “Because now you have to make it up to me.”
Savannah felt her stomach flip. Theo often came off a little gruff. Or broody. Very introverted, and quiet, at the very least.
But he wasn’t like that with her anymore. Oh, he used to be. But now he was flirty and liked to tease and seemed to read her in a way very few people could.
“I guess you’re right,” she said thoughtfully. “I’ll have to come up with something appropriate.”
“I’ll make a list,” he said. Then he grabbed her hand. “Let’s go get our car.” He started toward the rental car counters.
“You know about renting cars?” she asked, letting him tug her along, enjoying the feel of holding his hand and the flirty air around them, and that he’d forgiven her for her thoughtlessness.
“Never done it,” he admitted. “But I assume we’ll need a car, and unless you’re just going to buy one, I assume you’ll rent one, and these big signs say RENTAL CARS, so I kind of added two plus two plus two and got to six.”
Savannah laughed. “Molly didn’t teach you about rental cars?”
He stopped so suddenly she almost ran into him. He turned to look down at her. “I don’t care about Molly,” he said firmly. “She was a nice woman who actually did give me a few helpful tips about travel points. But the entire time she was talking, I was wondering how many points it would take to buy three coach seats for the next trip you and I take.”
“Three?” Her voice sounded breathless.
He moved in closer, until he was nearly standing on top of her. “The first-class seats are too far apart, whereas if we had all three seats in a row in back, we could cover up with a blanket, and I could finger you underneath it and get you off at least twice during an hour flight. And doing that to you while you have to maintain your buttoned-up, serious business woman façade would be hot as hell.”
Savannah worked on breathing. And not drooling.
He leaned in slightly. “I will not be calling Molly. Ever. And I didn’t talk to her to make you jealous, though I’ll admit, I fuckinglove that you are. But the next time you bring up her name, I’m going to spank your sweet ass for it, got it?”
Savannah had the most intense, strange reaction to all of that.
Her stomach flipped in surprise over how serious he was as he rattled all of that off. She believed every word. Her pussy clenched and her panties got wet almost immediately because…yes, please. And her heart tripped because he was talking aboutthemtaking another trip together.
She wanted that.
All of that.
Another trip, the coach seats, him making her come while she tried to stay stoic…and the spanking. A little. Okay, more than she would have expected.
