Found for Christmas
A Christmas novella
Amy Davies
Chapter one
Pulling up at the restaurant I take a deep breath before turning the ignition off and check myself in the rear-view mirror. Fuck it. I look good no matter what I do.
Climbing out of my Audi, I close the door, lock it, and walk towards the restaurant, the snow crunching beneath my feet. Reaching for the brass handle the cold stings my already cold hands.
The heat and the smell from inside hit my senses, making my stomach growl, reminding me that I missed lunch today, thanks to the stupid arse that decided he wanted to go over his new contract today rather them next week because the lucky fucker is flying to Hawaii for the Christmas period.
Walking towards the hostess's table, I see the very hot blonde smile at me, I smirk at her watching as her cheeks flush.
"Good evening, Mr. Smith, your party are already seated. Let me show you to the table," she gives me a seductive smile. Well,I know who I am going home with tonight if this blind date is a bust.
My brother Thomas set me up on this stupid arse date, with a girl that his wife Rebecca works with. Don’t get me wrong, I love my brother and his wife but they need to stay out of my love life. I do not need my big brother setting me up because I can get any woman I want when I want her.
Not cocky just confident.
It has been years since I have been in a relationship, but my company needed me so it got all of my attention, and women only got me for as long as it took us to get off. They knew the deal.
I follow behind the blonde admiring her pert little arse in that tight black skirt she is wearing. Damn, I bet it feels nice and tight. I pull my gaze away from the hostess, and I see my brother Tom grinning with a knowing look. Bastard knows what I am thinking. He stands and walks to greet me.
“About bloody time you got here. Bec’s didn't think you would turn up,” he says, taking me in a crushing hug. I pull back and smile at my big brother. We look alike with dark hair, tall with broad shoulders. There are only 19 months between us.
“Sorry. mate. I got caught at the office, and I needed to take the call.” I say. Turning to the table, I smile at my sister-in-law. “Bec’s, how are you sweetheart?” I ask, bending down and kissing the top of her head.
“Well, I am good except for the fact that I am bloody starving, and we had to wait for you to arrive before we order.” She grins at me. “So let me introduce you to my friend so we can order food,” she states.
I finally look at the other person sitting at the table. Taking in her face and my breath gets caught in my lungs.
Holy shit.
“Erin?” Her name came out breathy.
“Theo? Oh my god.” Erin says standing up, stepping over to me.
While she does that, I take in her forest green dress that hugs her body like a glove. The wrap dress showing off her breasts that look perfect. She looks beautiful; she always did.
“Wow. Look at you, beautiful as ever, Erin,” I say as I take her in a big hug.
Holding onto her just a little longer than I normally would, so I can take in her scent.
Cinnamon.
Sweet and addictive at this time of year.
Pulling back slightly, she smiles at me and shit if it doesn’t make my heart skip a beat. “Handsome as ever, Theo. You have aged well,” she smiles sweetly at me.
“Wait. Hold up, you two know each other?” Tom asks, looking confused.
“Yes. We went to school together. Erin started in our school the year you left.” I tell him and guide Erin back to her chair.
“Wait, you mean this is that Erin Willows, as intheErin Willows?” his eyes wide with his question.
“Yeah, mate. The one and the same.” He mutters ‘damn’ under his breath.
