Page 11 of Santa Baby


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And the way my body is responding to that primal side of him is a little alarming.

“You have to ignore Travis. He knows just how to get under people’s skin.”

“Is he a problem for you? Do you want me to straighten him out?”

He’s wearing a smile, but Kyle’s eyes tell another story. He’s dead serious. If I give him the green light, Travis’s ass will be grass.

The offer is so tempting...

“Just so you know, my finger is ready to push the red button. Security is a two minutes away.”

“Travis...” I sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose.

Kyle means business when he says, “It’ll take me less than one.”

“Okay, boys,” I insert, “this is a place of business. We don’t need this kind of drama happening here. Come on,” I say, grasping Kyle’s upper arm—I was right, he’s beefy. Holy shit! “Since you’re so fond of blackmail, we’re going to go grab lunch and you’re going to give me my wallet back, and we’ll all be happy.”

Practically, dragging him away, I depress the elevator button and the doors slide open immediately. I shove Kyle inside and follow right behind, jamming on the first-floor button.

As the door begins to close again, I meet Travis’s eyes across the room and just shake my head. He has both thumbs up, as if he’s just done me a favor and is pleased with his handiwork.

The man is delusional.

“I don’t like him,” Kyle mutters.

I watch the lights for each floor count down, one by one. “He’s an acquired taste.”

Unlike Kyle, who is everyone’s taste. Most especially mine.

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