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Her head pops out of the bathroom. “Come look at this.”
I do as I’m told, spotting myself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror as I step into the en suite. I’m so big beside her, my broad chest seeming to fill up the room as her delicate hands lift different bottles for me to smell.
“I like this one the best.” She sprays a little perfume into the air, then steps into its mist.
Unable to stop myself, I rest my hand on her hip and guide her back toward me, sniffing her neck and checking her expression in the mirror.
Her eyes are closed and she’s tipping her head back, giving me easier access to her soft skin. I brush my lips against the base of her neck, enjoying the whispering sigh that comes out of her.
“I think you smell the best,” I murmur against her skin.
She shivers and pushes back into me, her eyes popping open and connecting with mine in the mirror. The heat and hunger she’s flashing me is so strong, I feel a spark travel through me.
I curl my fingers into her shirt and tug until her body is flush with mine, so she can feel the effect she’s having.
Just one look and I’m standing at attention already.
Her eyes bulge, her lips parting enough for her tongue to swipe across her bottom lip.
Holy shit, I’m undone.
“I want you,” I whisper, sucking her earlobe before lightly scraping my teeth down the side of her neck.
I’m desperate for her to tell me she wants the same thing, but Mikayla’s voice cuts between us.
“Where are you guys?”
Rachel jerks away from me, knocking over the sweet-smelling bottles on the counter. “Oh, I was just showing Liam all the goodies in here.”
Her voice is trembling, but that doesn’t stop me from smiling at her and brushing my hand over her butt.
“So many goodies,” I whisper.
She turns beet red, and I force myself to step back so she can move into her room and talk to Mikayla.
Her voice is going a mile a minute as she gushes about how luxurious this place is, and I give myself a moment to calm the hell down so I can follow her without showing Mikayla the tent in my pants.
Staring at my reflection, I shake my head but can’t help a small chuckle as I think about the fact that I’ve finally figured out what I want for Christmas.
Will Santa make my wish come true?
Will I get to unwrap that gorgeous woman on Christmas morning?
Fuck, I hope so.
CHAPTER 19
RACHEL
Christmas Eve dinner is exquisite. I’ve never tasted food like it and end up having a lengthy discussion with Emilia about how great everything tastes. Her father’s been in the restaurant business for decades. He started out as a young teen working for his family’s pizzeria, then shifted to a fine dining restaurant before branching into hotels and resorts.
“He just slowly built it up over the years, but he always knew food was key. His first hotel was a tiny thing near Sacramento, and everyone told him no one would bother coming, but he made it the classiest place he could, hired a top chef, and sure enough… people came. At first it was just a dinner reservation, but then they started staying the night. Before we knew it, our Hotel Lujoso was a hit. Dad branched out from there, and we’ve gone from strength to strength. Since Michael’s come along with all his ideas, the business has been booming. But it always comes back to the food.” She winks at me.
“I’m a big fan. I love cooking and… especially baking. Designing desserts.”
“Oh really?” She touches my arm, her big eyes sparkling. “Well, I must introduce you to our pâtissier. He’s from Toulouse, and his desserts are divine.”
“That would be amazing. Thank you.”
