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Liam doesn’t let my dainty hand stop him from stalking forward. As he approaches, Vincent cowers in fear. “Don’t hit me, man.”
Liam stands like a giant in front of him, crossing his arms over his chest. “I’m not gonna hit you, but I am going to give you a piece of advice. Steer clear of my girl. My girl. I don’t know whether to knock you out for being a cheating piece of shit or shake your hand for sending her back to me. What I do know is if I ever see your face again or hear you’re trying to contact her, I’ll bust your face in. You get me?”
Vincent’s mouth drops. His lips flap like a gaping fish, but nothing comes out.
“I’m going to need a commitment here.” Vincent tries to look over Liam’s shoulder, begging for my attention, but Liam takes a step closer, blocking me. He clenches his fist, and Vincent quickly forfeits.
“Yes, yeah, sure. You got it, man. I’ll stay away. Maybe if I can just have a quick word—okay! Also got it. I’ll just be… leaving then.” He backs away and almost stumbles as Liam steps with him.
I hide my laughter as Vincent runs off toward his car, tail tucked between his legs. When his car lights disappear into the distance, Liam turns around and stares back at me.
“I think that went well.”
A grin spreads across my face. “I think it went perfectly. But you called me your girl. Does that stand? Am I really your girl?”
With a slow prowl, he moves into my personal space. I have to lift my head to keep eye contact. He stands before me like a soldier. My very own protector. Guardian of my heart and soul. He cups my face, caressing his thumb along my cheek. “You’ve always been my girl.” His gaze unwavering, he pulls me into him, his lips a hairsbreadth from mine. “It’s about time I show you just how much.”
I bite my lower lip. “Hmm… what exactly do you have in mind?”
He brushes a strand of hair behind my ear. “For starters, I want to take you home and show you exactly how and why you belong to me. Relish in every delicate inch of your body so you know just how beautiful you are to me. What you do to me. And how I will spend the rest of my life cherishing you in every single way.”
“Oh…?” It’s all that comes out. My only thought is that the closest Nativity scene is in Mr. Johnson’s front yard. “That sure is a selling point,” I hum, gazing over his shoulder at the glowing hut. I clear my throat. “Sounds like you want to plant some roots.”
His eyes fire up with passion. His intense gaze activates that flutter and my cheeks grow hot. He tugs me closer. “I’m going to be planting all right. First, planting my cock deep inside your sweet little pussy.”
I shiver in his hold. “Oh boy.”
“Then, together, we’re going to build a plan. We’re going to make promises. We’re going to—”
“Okay!” I jump in his arms. He lifts me up as if I’m as light as a feather, and I wrap my legs around his waist. He instantly starts walking. “Where are you going?”
“We’re going home to plant. Lots of planting.”
I chuckle against his lips. “I think my parents are expecting us to come back. I did just make a scene and run out.”
“Right.” He digs for his phone in his jacket pocket. I raise a brow when he puts it to his ear. “Hello, Margaret… yes, I have your daughter. Yes, she’s just fine. The roast sounds great, but first, I need to borrow your daughter for a bit.”
I try to eavesdrop, but my mom talks so damn soft! He hangs up and shoves his phone back into his pocket. “What did she say?”
“She said how wonderful. She’s glad to hear it.”
“My mom said we were wonderful?” Such a mom thing to say.
“We are wonderful,” he says.
“We sure are,” I reply.
We make out like two teenagers all the way back to his place. By the time he’s tossing me on his bed, I’m a goner. “This may be the best Christmas Eve ever,” I hum against his mouth.
He sucks in my bottom lip then works his way down my neck. “Oh, baby, it hasn’t even begun yet.” Like a magic trick, all our clothes are gone, and he’s driving home with me screaming, “Oh fu—”
“Fa-la-la-la-la-la. . .” Christmas carolers sing next door while Liam and I stand outside my house.
“She’s totally going to know.”
“She’s not gonna know.”
“Mom is totally going to know. I’m pretty sure the flush in my cheeks is brighter than Rudolph’s nose.”
Liam looks down at me and chuckles. “You’ve always had that glow about you after good sex.”
