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Groaning, I walked past him and set my purse on the counter. “Yeah, it wasn’t my wisest choice. After that fiasco of a relationship ended, I promised myself I’d never date another of my costars.”
Ethan shut the door behind us. “What other famous men have you dated?”
“Who’s jealous now?” I asked, turning to face him.
Ethan held up his hands, but there was humor on his face. “Hey, I’m just wondering who my competition is when you go back to filming twenty-four seven.” He stalked closer. “I might have to take over being your bodyguard so I can be on your sets.”
My heart flip-flopped in my chest. “Now that would be interesting. I’m sure my mom would like to retire from the job at some point,” I said, wrapping my arms around his neck. “I hate that she spends so much time away from my dad.”
Ethan clutched me around the waist. “She just wants to make sure you’re protected.” His smile faded. “When you were gone, I worried about you every single day, especially after everything that happened. I wanted to be there for you but didn’t think you needed me.”
The way he looked at me made goose bumps fan out over my skin. “If you only knew,” I murmured, lifting on my toes to kiss him. We held each other, and my gaze shifted over to my purse. “Oh, I got you something.” He let me go and I grabbed my purse off the counter. “It’s not much, but I had it made a couple of weeks ago.” I reached in, pulled the small, glittery red gift bag out of my purse, and handed it to him.
Ethan peered inside and smiled when he lifted his gift out of the bag. Hanging from a silver ribbon was an ornament—a pair of ceramic MMA fighting gloves painted black with his name in red.
Clearing my throat, I pointed at it. “Again, it’s not much. There was a small Christmas shop near the Biltmore House, and the lady who owned it made custom ornaments. I didn’t know what it would be like to see you again, but I thought it might break the ice between us.”
Ethan kissed me. “I love it, Peyton.” He lifted the ornament, but then his smile faded. “But unfortunately, we have a problem.”
“What?” I asked, waiting for him to look at me. Ethan nodded for me to follow him, and I did. When we reached his living room, that was when I figured it out. There was no Christmas tree to hang it on. However, therewasone of my plants in the corner that could easily pass for one. It was a Norfolk Island Pine that stood about three feet tall. Grinning, I held out my hand. “There’s no problem at all. Let me have the ornament.” Ethan handed it to me, and I walked over to the plant, gently hanging the ornament on one of the branches. “There. Now you have a Christmas tree.”
Coming up behind me, Ethan snaked his arms around my waist, and in his hands was a small box wrapped in silvery snowflake wrapping paper. “What’s this?”
Ethan brushed his lips across my neck. “I wanted to get you something. I hope you like it.”
Excitement bubbled in my chest as I ripped through the paper and opened the black box. Inside was the most beautiful diamond-encrusted snowflake necklace I’d ever seen. His mother had one just like it, and I always complimented her whenever she wore it.
“Ethan, it’s gorgeous,” I breathed. “It looks just like the one your dad got your mother.”
It was a gift he’d given her before Ethan was born. I turned around in his arms, and he pulled the necklace out of the box. “And I know you loved it, so I thought you might want one of your own.” It had to have cost a fortune.
He unclasped it and started to put it around my neck, but I stopped him. “Wait.”
His brows furrowed. “What’s wrong?”
Biting my lip, I took the necklace and carefully placed it on the end table beside his brown leather couch. “Nothing’s wrong. I just don’t want anything to happen to it.”
Understanding flashed in his crystal blue gaze. “Oh yeah?” he murmured, his voice low and dark. He kissed my cheek and slid his lips down my neck. “So, what are you saying?”
His teeth nipped my neck where he’d left a hickey the last time we’d slept together. “I think you know,” I whispered back.
Kissing his way up my neck and chin, he stopped at my bottom lip and sucked it. “Are you sure?”
His rigid cock pressed into my stomach, and I moaned. “Yes. I’m more than ready.” Taking my hand, he led me down the hallway to his bedroom, the anticipation building with each step. I had the overwhelming urge to rip off his clothes and mine. I’d never felt so passionately about being with someone before. It was intoxicating, and I wanted to indulge in it.
Once we made it to Ethan’s room, I could barely catch my breath as we tore off each other’s clothes. He grabbed a condom out of his nightstand drawer, and I pushed him down on the bed, straddling his waist. He slid his hands up my thighs, and goosebumps spread over my skin as his cock slid against my clit. Leaning down, I kissed him, loving the sound of his groans.
He deepened the kiss and held me tight against him. My hips moved against his, desperate to feel him inside me. Grabbing my hips, he dug his fingers into my skin and rolled us over. Looking down at me, it was hard not to tremble under his raw gaze. He brushed a finger across my lips.
“Fuck, I’ve missed being able to touch you.”
I kissed his finger. “Same.”
His lips found mine again, trailing down my neck to my breasts. He bit my nipple and I moaned, every square inch of my body tingling with desire. Eyes burning with heat, Ethan kept them on mine as he opened the condom wrapper. My heart raced as I watched him slowly stroke himself, his gaze penetrating me with unadulterated passion. My pulse quickened as I waited for him to take me. But instead, he slid the condom on and laid down, pulling me onto his lap with his cock throbbing between us.
I rocked against him, and he tilted his head back and groaned. “You’re killing me.” I tried to sit up and take him inside me, but his grip on my waist tightened. A mischievous twinkle sparkled in his eyes. “Not yet, baby. You need to get worked up a little more.”
I could already feel the wetness between my legs. “Seriously? I’m way past ready.”
