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“Yeah, I think it’s going to be permanent until she is eighteen and gets her own place or goes off to college.” He looks worried when he says it, but he shouldn’t be. “That gonna be a problem?”
I gasp at his question. “Absolutely not. You know I love her like a little sister, and what you are doing for her is amazing. Why would I ever fault you for that?”
He shakes his head, clearing his thoughts. “I was worried it would bother you. It sounded like you were upset she’s headed to my house tonight.”
“That wasn’t my intention when I asked that question. I asked, because I was hoping you had the house to yourself tonight. I was going to surprise you with a sleepover.” It sounds lame to my ears, but it was the reason I asked. I wanted a night of just James and me.
“You know my room is at the other end of the house.” He smiles down at me, desire in his eyes. “I figured you would stay here. Isn’t that the tradition?”
He’s right. Ever since we all moved out of the big house, we always come and stay the night on Christmas Eve. “I think we need to make our own traditions,” I tell him as I lean up and steal a kiss.
“Let’s go say goodbye and I’ll follow you home.”
I give him a nod, and we do just that. No one bats an eye when I tell them I’ll see them in the morning.
As I pull out of the driveway, the taillights from James behind me flash in my rearview. This is the beginning of us, and I can’t wait.
8
James
I’m not usually a nervous man, but tonight is different. Following Holly to my house, my doubts start to kick in. She may have called it a sleepover, but from the look in her eyes, sleep was the last thing on her mind. Don’t get me wrong, I want everything with her, but I don’t want to rush her. She parks next to Ellie’s car in the driveway, and I pull next to the other side of Ellie’s car on the grass. I press the garage door opened, shut off my truck and hop out of my truck.
Holly emerges from her car as I make my way to her. I take the bag from her hands and pull her close.
“I hope I wasn’t to forward,” she asks as she bites down on her lip.
“Nope. I like the idea of you here, in my bed.” She smirks and shakes her head as she pulls away and enters the house. The house is dark, except for the light over the stove. “Take this back to my room. Let me lock up and I’ll be back.” I hand over her bag and step away. She heads to my room and I lock up the house, stopping to check on Ellie before I head back to Holly. Her bedroom door is closed, but I see light shining from underneath the door. With a quick tap on the door, I hear Ellie, “come in.”
“Night,” I tell her and she says the same. I close her door and head back to my room. Opening the door, I see Holly sitting on the edge of my bed, still in her killer dress. Good, I wanted to take that off her all night, and now I will have the opportunity to do so.
“Come here, Holly.”
She doesn’t hesitate as she makes her way to me. Once she is within reaching distance, I pull her close and wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her against my chest. I don’t want to rush her, and having her this close my body aches for her.
Unable to wait a moment longer, I crash my lips to hers. Her hands grip at my waist, pulling me closer as a moan vibrates through her as I lean in and press my hard dick against her center. Her hands drift from my hip and meet at the button of my jeans, her fingers gripping the denim, making me instantly hard.
I reluctantly pull back from her lips and stare down at her. Her cheeks and neck are flush pink with desire and she looks at me and whispers, “I love you.” Her eyes bug out at her confession and I want to tell her the same, but is this what love feels like? Do I know what real love is?
My hesitation at her declaration has her trying to pull away, but I hold her close. She lowers her head and stares at my shoulder, lost in thought. “Look at me, Holly.” She lifts her head and stares back at me, vulnerability shining in her eyes.
“Hearing those words from your mouth, the mean something. And to be honest, I think I’ve loved you for a long time, Holly. I don’t know. Didn’t know what love was for a long time. Some may say it’s too soon, but I’ve known you for years. And what I felt for you years ago when you were Jake’s little sister has morphed into more. And when I started to think of how I wanted to be with you, I knew I want to do this for the long run. This isn’t a quick fling. I want to take care of you, to see you happy, to be there for everything good, bad, and sad. Does that make me a sap? I don’t fucking care. Because with you by my side, I can handle anything. So if that’s love, then that’s what I have for you.”
There, I’ve laid it all out. She leans up and presses her lips to mine, but before I can further the kiss, she pulls back. “That’s what I want from you. And that’s what I want with you. The good, bad, sad, and everything in between.” Her hands cup my face, “I want you James I want you like I’ve never wanted anyone before.” Her hands trail down my neck, resting at the collar of my shirt, before her fingers slowly unbutton the first few buttons from the top of my shirt. “ Make me yours.”
Her words fuel my need and my hands wrap around her back, my fingers finding the zipper on the back of her dress. Slowly, I pull the tab down while she works at unbuttoning the rest of my shirt. Her hands push away my shirt from my shoulders and pulling it from where it’s tucked into my jeans.
With the offending garment off, she throws my shirt and I stand bare chested before her. I mirror her movement once I have her dress unzipped. She raises her arms and I gather the material at her hips and pull it up.
She stands before me in a coordinating pair of black sheer undergarments. Her nipples are outlined in the fabric and I can’t wait to get a taste.
“You’re fucking beautiful, Holly.” She’s perfection. All the curves. Everyplace I want to explore with my hands and mouth.
“You’re not so bad yourself there, cowboy.”
“Darlin’, you have no idea what you do to me.”
She looks down and can and stares at the bulge in my pants. Her lips curving up as she licks her lips. “I think I might have an idea.” She gets closer and reaches for my button on my jeans again.
