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I’m lost in Damon’s eyes and some of the best pizza I’ve tasted when Jameson’s deep voice makes me jump and sends pizza flying to the floor.
“Have you ever heard of not sneaking up on a girl?” I mutter as I attempt to save the pizza. I look at him as he crouches to help me. “And what are you doing home so early?”
“I finished up earlier than expected.” He places pizza on my plate, his hand brushing mine, causing a whole new round of trouble for me.
I pull my hand back. I do not need that in my life tonight.
Jameson doesn’t miss any of this.
His brown eyes meet mine, flaring with the same heat that is filling every inch of me. “How was your pizza?”
I stand. “Wesley certainly knows his way around a pizza.”
“That’s good to know.”
“What do you mean? You’ve never tried his pizza?”
“No.”
I stare at him in shock. “You’re kidding, right?”
“No.”
How this is even possible is beyond me. I’m so stunned that I shove the plate of pizza his way and say, “Try it.” I point to the pieces that didn’t end up on the floor. “Eat those. They weren’t ruined by you.”
Amusement flickers in his eyes, right along with more of that heat.
He’s all black suit and muscle and eyes I want to get lost in.
I’m unable to stop the way my body curves toward him and my skin comes alive.
I’m also unable to stop myself from picking up a slice of pizza and forcing it upon him. “I assure you you’ll like it.”
My gaze is pinned to his mouth as he takes a bite.
I enjoy him eating the pizza more than I enjoyed eating it myself.
I imagine him eating other things while I watch him eat that pizza.
I don’t try to hide any of this from him.
When I find his eyes again, they’re focused intently on mine. “Christmas,” he says roughly.
I swallow all the things on the tip of my tongue and nod. “Yes, Christmas.”
“You should expect a family discussion tomorrow night. And an invitation to go in search of a tree with Mom this week. She’ll insist we get one too.”
“Right.” I begin constructing a list in my head of all the things I must prepare for. “What else? You mentioned ice-skating.”
He takes another bite of pizza and nods. “Yes. Can you ice-skate?”
I want to say no, but I’m not good at lying. Also, I think I want to go ice-skating with his family. “Yes. When will she want to go?”
He chuckles and it’s like I just heard a chuckle for the first time.
On what planet does Jameson Fox chuckle?
And since when did I find that sound sexy?
