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I can’t speak as I page through the photos. London’s in different sexy lingerie, red and black, and then she’s in nothing at all except for a sheet, her short hair a mess, and she’s staring at the camera, those gorgeous eyes wide, and she’s biting her lower lip.
“This is the sexiest thing anyone’s ever given me.”
“Oh, thank God,” London says and lies back on the bed. “These kinds of gifts can go either way, you know? I admit, it was a fun session. She said she also used to do couples, and I thought it might be a fun thing for us to do together sometime.”
“Sorry, babe, I’m not getting sexy in front of my aunt. It feels too creepy to me.”
“I’ll talk you into it,” she says with confidence. “Now, where were we before?”
“Hold that thought.” I cross over to the bathroom, and to the drawers that London cleared out for me. I hid her gift in the bottom drawer.
“You didn’t have to get me anything,” she insists, but her eyes are bright and fixed on the red-papered box in my hand. “Gimme.”
With a grin, I pass it to her, and she quickly rips the paper away, then opens the black velvet box and sighs.
“Oh, Drew. These aregorgeous.”
“Another something I found in Montana,” I reply as London brushes the tip of her finger over the sapphire earrings. “Those sapphires are mined in Montana, and I thought they were pretty.”
“They’re beautiful.” She immediately pulls them out of the box and affixes them to her ears, then rushes over to the mirror to admire them. “You know, I think we should always exchange gifts like this, just the two of us. Make it a new tradition.”
The fact that she’s thinking of future holidays together, that this is only the first of many, is sexy as fuck.
“I can live with that. You probably couldn’t have given that book to me in front of Caleb.”
She wrinkles her nose in disgust. “Ew. No. I don’t want to damage the poor kid. Now, really, where were we?”
“I believe you requested that I get bossy.”
“Oh, yeah.” A slow, satisfied smile spreads over those lips. “Let’s definitely do that.”
“On the bed. Scoot back, and lose the clothes.”
Her eyes dilate, and her mouth opens, but she doesn’t hesitate to comply. She scrambles out of her holiday dress, and my mouth goes slack when I see that she’s in thigh-high stockings.
“Wait,” I say. She pauses with her hands at the top of one of the stockings. “You can keep those on. With the shoes.”
“That’s not a cliché at all.”
“There’s a reason it’s a cliché,” I reply as I walk to the door and lock it, then shed my jeans, tug my shirt over my head, and push onto the bed, already hard and ready for her. “Because it’s athing.”
“Okay, I’ll leave them.” She leans back against the pillows, wearing her black bra and the garter, and I’ve never seen anything so fuckinghot.“Remember, we have to be quiet.”
“I won’t forget.”
And I’ll make sure she doesn’t forget, either.
“Mr. Ambrose will see you now.”The young receptionist nods politely to me and then escorts me, over carpet so thick I sink into it, down a long hallway, to an office that sits on the top floor of a high-rise that’s coincidentally next door to Uncle Luke’s production company.
When I step inside, I’m surprised to see that Rome is here, as well.
I asked for a meeting with London’s dad and thought that, because of Christmas being tomorrow, he would want to meet at his home.
I guessed wrong.
“Hello, Drew,” Chandler says with a nod. “I hope you don’t mind that Rome is joining us.”
“Not at all,” I reply easily and shake both of their hands. “Thanks for seeing me on such short notice.”
