Page 22 of A Ryan Christmas


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“You’re an asshole,” Conor says with a roll of his eyes.

“Shall we go, baby?” Liam cuts through their bantering and slides an arm around my waist.

“Yes,” I say with a smile.

“Will you buy some new panties please? Just for me?” Mikey asks me with a wink.

“Of course,” I reply giving him a quick kiss.

“And get something for me, angel,” Conor growls as he comes up beside me, pressing his lips against my ear. “Something you don’t mind me tearing in half later.”

* * *

Liam sits in the plush,purple velvet chair in the dressing room of Callie’s boutique. His legs sprawled and his hand resting on his chin as he watches me intently.

“I picked everything you asked for, Jessie,” Callie says with a smile as her eyes sweep the room and land on a pile of underwear. “And also Conor called me a half hour ago and added to the list,” she adds with a soft giggle.

“I bet he did,” I laugh too.

She places a soft, manicured hand on my arm and sucks in a deep breath as though she’s holding in her excitement. “But first, your gown,” she squeaks, clapping her hands together. “Shall we try it?”

“Yes,” I give a little squeal of excitement too. I am so pumped for the ball and Callie has promised to find me the perfect gown.

“It’s behind here,” she says, pulling back the thick velvet curtain a little and ushering me to step inside.

“Um, I thought you tried on clothes out here, baby?” Liam says.

I turn and smile at him. “I do, but not my gown.”

“No,” Callie agrees, shaking her head at him.

His brows knit into a frown. “Why?”

“Because you’re not allowed to see it until the ball,” I admonish him.

“So fucking unfair,” he grumbles.

“Your Jessie has plenty of beautiful clothes for you to try on after her gown,” Callie tells him with a wink.

After I tryon my gown, which is exquisitely perfect, Callie zips it into a bag and hangs it for me. When we’re done, I step out of the small curtained area in just my underwear. She bustles around beside me, sorting clothes into piles. Liam, however, simply stares at me, his dark eyes roaming over my body and making me blush.

“Would you like me to stay and help?” Callie asks as she stands straight, blowing a stray curl from her forehead.

“No,” Liam says immediately, making her laugh.

“He is so like his brother, no?” she says to me with a pop of one perfectly manicured eyebrow.

“He is,” I agree.

“You both have one hour before the store opens again,” she adds with a smile before she slips out of the room, leaving us alone.

“So now you try on all of these?” Liam asks, his eyes narrowed as he glances around the room.

“If you’d like me to?” I offer. I have no doubt that all of it will fit me perfectly because Callie knows my size and what suits me. “Where should I start?”

His Adam’s apple bobs in his throat as he swallows hard. “The workout gear,” he says with a low growl.

I smile as I walk over to it. His tastes are so different to his brothers. Conor would have gone straight for the black mini dress, while Mikey and Shane would have chosen the sexy underwear.

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