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That seems unfair. I’m not going to be here for too much longer. Christmas is right around the corner, too.
Unfair is unfair. Besides, I’ve already decided what your Christmas gift from me will be, and it’s not that. So, if you want to make “a little while” into your version of that phrase, you’d better be a good and devout boy. I’ll be judging you carefully tomorrow, especially.
Are you a goddess or Santa Claus? It sounds more like I’m being weighed for the Naughty or Nice list.
I’m co-opting it all. Except for the part where you sit on my lap. I’m reversing that.
Another flare of desire raced through his veins. In what was bizarrely dismaying, he finally began to hear footsteps coming down the stairs. Soft as they were, they might as well have been cannon fire in his ears. They had the same effect, and his heart rate skyrocketed.
Tomorrow, then. I’m looking forward to it.
Even though he hadn’t said he needed to go, Avril seemed to pick up on the subtext. Since she’d already known he was over at Tess’s place, he imagined she was clever enough to figure it all out.
Tomorrow. Don’t be late.
Liam read her final message, closed his texts, and shoved his phone into his pocket. Just moments later, he heard the last footsteps on the stairs. Glancing over his shoulder, he was just in time to see a graceful, if somewhat still groggy, angel flow into the room.
Chapter Three
A Day to Themselves
Immediately upon spotting him, that angel smiled, knuckling at a little remaining sleep in her eye. Ravishingly beautiful even on her worst day, today was far from it. Freshly out of the shower, stopping only long enough to mostly dry her hair and throw on some clothes for the day, Tess didn’t show the slightest amount of surprise or consternation toward finding a much younger man waiting for her arrival on her living room couch. If anything, her smile, which initially spread languidly, only grew with each passing second.
“Good morning, Liam,” she said. “Or is it afternoon?”
“I think we still have fifteen or twenty minutes until you’d need to change your greeting over,” he replied, heart fluttering wildly in his chest.
She was so beautiful, and he finally no longer needed to hide the effect she had upon him whenever he held her in his sight. Those many years were behind him, and no matter how things ended up going between them, that was one thing that couldn’t be undone.
Tess didn’t seem to mind him drinking his fill of her. Leaning against the wide entryway that connected her hallway to the living room, she kept on smiling beatifically. And so, Liam kept on indulging in every inch of her perfection.
She had such enthrallingly pure blue eyes, so darkly hued that he sometimes worried about drowning in him. Compared to Avril’s fair skin, Tess’s complexion was vibrant and warm, practically effused with the same kind of light present at dawn. Her recently cut bright brown hair dangled its ends ticklishly at her shoulders. Slightly damp, their usual slight natural waviness had been briefly brought under control.
“I guess building a snowman by the igloo isn’t in the cards today?” he asked as he lowered his gaze.
“I would rather avoid the outdoors as much as possible today,” Tess said. “I used up all my love of the cold yesterday.”
Liam nodded, not minding one bit if the plan for today involved her front and back doors staying shut until tomorrow afternoon. If she wanted to enjoy the warmth and coziness of her home all day, which she’d clearly dressed for, he’d merrily go along with it without complaint.
She’d come downstairs dressed in sky-blue nylon running shorts and a creamy, loose-fitting shirt—excitingly so. Outside of a few rare memories that he’d collected when they’d been at their neighborhood pool at the same time, it was as revealing an outfit as he’d seen her in. Gleefully, unlike those times, he recognized that he wouldn’t need to share the sight with anyone else.
Tess was nearly as busty as Avril, and the steep V-neck of her shirt displayed ample cleavage. He also realized from a pair of gentle protrusions under it that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Every morsel of her beguilingly sexy body deserved an almost endless stream of extolling. However, if there happened to be one part of her figure that could effortlessly unravel him, it was a part he couldn’t currently see.
Based on her smile, he believed she knew that.
Thankfully, as a manifested angel, she didn’t let him languish for too long.
“I’m still a bit sleepy, so I’m going to brew some coffee to help me wake up,” she said, stifling a yawn and again wiping her eyes with the back of her wrist. “I’ll be right back.”
She nearly forced him to revise his assessment of her benevolence when she began to lean away as if she intended to step back into the hallway and deny him what was a privilege he desperately hoped to be granted. However, after this feint, she reoriented the direction of her lean and instead entered the room.
Walking past the back of the couch on her way to the entry to the adjoined kitchen, she flashed him a sleepy yet playful look as she passed behind him, which he would never have dreamed of receiving from her just a few days ago. Everything about his current situation felt like that, starting with his just being here at the present hour. But the sight he absorbed as she walked by, during which he used every available second to quench his eternal thirst for her captivating body, was anything but a dream.
Placed into a room of men with weak constitutions, Tess could prove fatal just by sauntering by. Especially now, with her newfound enjoyment of wearing leggings and other form-fitting clothes. Liam, thankfully, had a heart that could handle the frenzy that the sight of Tess’s long, shapely legs and utterly magnificent butt caused. Barely.
At least when she returned, he now had a good excuse behind why he was as stiff as a board. That was another boon to their newfound relationship. He no longer had to hide the sight of his rampant arousal around her.
She wasn’t gone very long. She must have prepped her coffeemaker after he and Anna had departed, knowing she’d need a pick-me-up after her second bout of sleep. Staying where he was, he soon heard liquid drizzling into a cup. Just a bit later, one stunningly beautiful professor took her place on the couch beside him.
