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He’s dressed in his camo-gear, and I have to say, he’s even sexier than normal. Don’t get me wrong, I’m on Team Suit, but this new rugged look, it’s mesmerizing.
Our eyes meet, and I’m ready to walk over toward him and pretend to be a girlfriend greeting her man after a big hunt. Climb him like a Christmas tree.
But I am rooted to the spot because his stare is all-encompassing.
It’s powerful, and heady.
Then he moves toward me.
Fast.
I want to back up. I want to fly forward. It’s the unknown. I don’t know what to do.
It isn’t until Nicholas stands right in front of me, wrapping his strong arms around my waist that I realize I know exactly what I want.
A kiss.
And he delivers.
Oh boy, does he deliver.
His firm lips land against mine, and I feel like all the air has been sucked from my lungs.
Chills shoot down my spine as he pulls me closer and his tongue presses at my lips, begging for entrance.
I open my mouth for him and our tongues collide in a fervent frenzy to get closer to one another. The world fades away as I stay frozen in this moment, memorizing the way his tongue traces along mine. The way his firm hands grip me so tightly. The feel of his hard body against mine. The feel of his beard rasping against my skin.
My body fuses with his, and I cling to him, accepting everything he’s giving me.
Someone whistles, and Nicholas breaks the kiss.
My eyes have a hard time opening, but when they do, they fixate on his dark eyes. He’s staring at me, and I can’t make out what he’s thinking.
He glances up. “Mistletoe.”
I step back, dropping my hands from his chest. “Oh, right.”
“Kiss her again,” Byron shouts from across the resort lobby.
I roll my eyes, and move away from Nicholas. “Ha ha.” I glare at Byron.
“I’m going to go up to the room and change before dinner.” Nicholas gives me a half-smile before he walks away from me.
The rest of the men leave to do the same, and I’m left with my aunts and mother. And of course, February, who rushes over to me once Nicholas is out of earshot.
“Did that just really happen?” she says, grabbing ahold of my arm.
I’m not gonna lie. I’m still a bit shellshocked. “I, uh, don’t even know.”
“He’s a keeper,” my aunt Emily says, walking away with Isabella in her arms.
The rest of the women follow her, and I’m left standing with February, and honestly, I don’t even know what to think anymore.
“I can’t believe he just did that.” Feb stares at me. “Wait, how was it?”
I’m still in a daze of being kissed by Nicholas, and I lick my lips, still feeling him there. “It was nothing,” I say, completely lying to my sister. I can’t very well tell her it was the best kiss I’ve ever had.
No, I can’t tell her that.
I can’t tell her that my knees are still a bit weak from it.
No.
I hate him.
Right?
“Sure.” She nods her head. “I usually look like I’m in a daze when it’s nothing too.” My sister doesn’t believe me, and I don’t blame her. I’m a crap liar.
We head after my mother and our aunts, and standing right in front of me is Garrett Pulse. My eyes bug out, and I try to hide behind my sister, but it’s no use.
“Ah, January,” he says, his smile all too bright and cheery for my mood right now. “I was hoping I’d see you again.”
“Hi, Mr. Pulse.”
“Please, call me Garrett.”
“Garrett. Oh, this is my sister, February.”
He shakes her hand. “Interesting name.”
“Our parents thought it was cute. Two girls, January and February. Nice to meet you, Mr. Pulse. I’ve heard great things.”
I glance over my shoulder at the bay of elevators, hoping Nicholas doesn’t return at this moment. Thankfully, the coast is clear.
“I was hoping I could get a quick opinion of yours on a few things,” Garrett says to me. “Nothing major, but I wanted to run a campaign by you.”
I nod. “Sure. Yes. Absolutely.” I keep nodding, trying to end this conversation before Nicholas steps off the elevator, or worse, my mother swings back to find out why we’re not joining her for dinner.
“Great. Do you have time a little later this evening?”
I tug my lower lip between my teeth. Do I? “Yes, sure.” I should decline, because how will I even be able to slip away for a few minutes to speak with this man? But I need him gone, so I nod like a loon, agreeing to everything.
“Great,” Garrett says. “I’ll meet you in the hotel lobby bar around eight.”
“Can’t wait.” I pull my sister away, and speed walk to the restaurant to find the rest of my family.
“What are you going to tell Nicholas?” Feb asks.
