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Over the next hour or so, we share stories and laughter, the warmth of connection replacing the chill in the air. The sun begins its descent, casting a golden hue over the snow-covered landscape. I steal glances at Mia, captivated by the way her eyes light up when she talks about her passion for baking.
As the temperature drops, I wrap an arm around her, pulling her close. The blanket cocooning us shields us from the biting cold, and Mia leans into the embrace. The snowflakes dance around us, creating a mesmerizing scene as we sit there, lost in the magic of the moment.
“You know,” I begin, my voice low, “I’ve been thinking a lot about life beyond work. About slowing down, finding joy in the little things.”
Mia looks at me, her eyes reflecting understanding. “It’s easy to get caught up in the hustle. But moments like this, they remind you of what truly matters.”
I nod, grateful for the simplicity of the moment. The snow continues to fall, adding to the enchantment of the forest around us. Sitting there, wrapped in each other’s warmth, the snow falling around us like a silent blessing, I can’t help but feel that in the midst of snowflakes and shared glances, something magical has begun.
I lean in, my lips brushing against Mia’s, a gentle yet electrifying connection passing between us. Time seems to stand still as we kiss beneath the winter sky. It’s a kiss that speaks of shared laughter, quiet understanding, and the promise of something more. When we pull away, a soft smile plays on Mia’s lips, and I can’t help but return it.
16
MIA
Ican’t explain my feelings for any of the three men who have come suddenly into my life like presents under the tree. Each time I’m with one, he feels like the right one for me. The chemistry and playful energy between me and Cilian is out of this world. My magnetic connection to Zach seems to grow stronger, more authentic and meaningful every time I’m with him. And yet, when I’m with Luke, it feels like home.
It ought to seem strange, since I grew up thinking of him as my father’s business partner and closest friend. But maybe that’s why we fit so naturally. Because he knows me. He watched me grow up, and he cares for the woman I am, not just the sex I can offer.
I know that because in all the years I’ve known Luke, he has never failed to be there for me, playing whatever role I might need at the time—mentor, cheerleader, knight in shining armor, even clown. He’s filled in the spaces of my heart when Daddy didn’t know how.
And he’s done it without effort.
He’s done it selflessly.
But now that we’ve crossed the line into something more intimate, I can’t believe how intense the attraction is between us.
Luke has always been the handsome Southern gentleman, but he truly knows how to treat me right. And when he kisses me, I can feel the way he’ll cherish me from now until the day he dies.
Though I know it’s wrong to keep going further down this path when I should first make up my mind, I can’t seem to stop myself. Having Luke’s lips gently pressed to mine fills me with a value and confidence that wipe all other thoughts from my mind.
Combing my fingers into his silver hair, I lean against his muscular chest, relishing the way his body heat radiates through my jacket and flannel shirt and into my skin. Slowly, we sink back onto the checkered blanket, my back meeting the cold ground as he hovers over me, his strong arms enveloping me as he holds me close.
The blanket he wrapped around our shoulders earlier now envelopes us in a cozy cocoon, creating our own little sleeping bag of warmth out in the woods. And amid the beauty and the nature, I feel as though I’ve been swept into a fairy tale, my cowboy prince kissing me with a scintillating sweetness.
“God, I want to make love to you,” Luke breathes against my lips.
And his words make my heart flutter.
No one’s ever said that to me before, and I can scarcely breathe around the emotion those words evoke. Not playful, steamy sex. Not hot, rough fucking. He wants to make love.
And I want him to make love to me.
Him. Luke.
Because there’s not a shadow of doubt in my mind that he will do it exactly the way it’s supposed to be done. Tenderly, and filled with a passion that can’t be outdone by the lust-driven activity of two people who aren’t in love.
“Okay,” I breathe, my heart hammering against my ribs as I agree.
Luke peers deep into my eyes, the emotion in his gaze stealing my breath away. Then his lips find mine in a passionate kiss. His fingers find the button of my jeans and flick it open, slowly dragging the zipper down.
I hook my thumbs into the waist of my pants and undies, shimmying out of both at the same time as Luke keeps the blanket wrapped firmly around us. Then I go to work on his jeans, popping the button and unzipping them.
I push them down over his hips with no small amount of effort, and as soon as I feel the hard length of his cock spring free, my belly coils with anticipation.
“I’ve never done this before,” I confess, my nerves getting the better of me as they loosen my tongue.
“Never done what?” Luke breathes against the soft flesh of my throat as he trails soft kisses from my ear to my collarbone.
