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“You sure? You look familiar.”
We’ve never met in person, but that doesn’t mean he hasn’t seen a picture of me somewhere. There are only so many billionaire CEOs in their thirties who live on the East Coast.
“Yeah, I guess I just have one of those faces,” I try.
“If you say so.” He sounds convinced but if his icy glare is any indication, he doesn’t believe me.
“I’m going to go talk to Presley now,” I say, preferring not to answer any more of Harrison’s questions.
“It was good to meet you, Jack,” Cash calls after me. “I’m sure Dylan’s already warned you, but mess with our sister, and you’ll be sorry.”
I give him a curt nod, his subtle threat looming in the air as I walk away.
Johanna and Mike have joined Lola and Dylan on the skating rink, leaving Presley sitting alone on a nearby bench. She glares at me as I approach.
“Mind if I join you?”
She gives a noncommittal shrug. “You’ll do what you want regardless, so it doesn’t matter what I think.”
“I’m sorry, Presley.”
“For?”
“Being an ass. I had no right to get angry with you earlier. I’m just glad that you’re okay.”
“And…?” She impatiently taps her foot.
“If you’re waiting for an apology for almost kissing you, you’re not getting one.”
“What? Why not?” She gapes in shock.
“Because. I’m. Not. Sorry.” I lean in close, brushing my nose against her cheek. “If I remember correctly, kissing under the mistletoe is on your holiday wishlist, and I promised to help you check offallthe items, did I not? If anything, I’m a man of my word. Let’s call what happened on the ice a practice run.”
Fuck. So much for keeping my distance. I might be playing with fire, but being this close to Presley does something to me that I can’t explain, and I want more of it. I’m determined to get that mistletoe kiss, but will it be enough to satisfy my craving once I do?
“I hate to break it to you, but I took that item off my list before I asked for your help,” Presley retorts.
“It doesn’t matter. You wrote it down, which means it’s fair game. Rules are rules,” I tell her, keeping a stern expression even though we’re discussing something seemingly juvenile.
“Says who?”
“Me.” I stand up and reach out my hand. “Now, are we going to sit around and argue all afternoon, or are we going to skate with your family?”
“Go for it.” She waves her hand toward the rink. “I’m sure Lola would love to teach you.” She winks.
“Very funny,” I say dryly. “The only person who’s going to help me is you.”
“Fine, but the next time you’re a jerk, I’m leaving you alone on the ice and making sure there’s no one around to save you.”
“I’d expect nothing less, but I can assure you it won’t happen again.”
I wake up the following morning with Presley draped across my chest, her head nestled in the crook of my shoulder, her leg hitched up over my thigh, and her arm wrapped securely around my waist. My rigid cock is pressed against her stomach, straining against my boxer briefs.
She’s climbed me like a tree in her sleep every night since we’ve been here. She doesn’t realize she’s doing it since I’m out of bed long before she wakes up, and I refuse to be banished to the floor if she finds out.
I slide out, careful not to wake her. I head straight for the bathroom, locking myself inside. If I were a better man, I’d take another cold shower, but I’m a selfish bastard. I strip out of my underwear, stepping under the stream of hot water.
My eyes fall shut, and I imagine Presley is here with me. I’d kneel in front of her, my hands gripping her thighs as I gazed up to find a wanton expression on her face while I brought her unbridled pleasure. I’d lick her pussy with my tongue, her fingers tangled in my hair as I worked her clit hard, telling her to be a good girl and come for me.
