3 Stolen Kisses by Cassie Mint

Author:Cassie Mint [Mint, Cassie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Black Cherry Publishing
Published: 2023-12-07T16:00:00+00:00

Seven

Ali

Saxon’s weird after our second encounter—no surprises there. But this time, it’s not that he’s avoiding me. It’s way more fun than that. No, for the whole next week Saxon is glued to my side, his hungry, unblinking gaze fixed to my face, my hair, my body. Never looking away.

Like he’s trying to commit every detail to memory. Like he’s trying to soak me up through his eyeballs. Every time one his men get too close to me, he snarls.

Saxon doesn’t try to touch me again, but that’s okay. That’s fine. I’ll wait for him to come around. Honestly, I’d wait fifty years for this man.

And in the meantime, I’ve got plenty of distractions to keep me from going loopy with craving our head of security. Things like freelance editing work—rush jobs over the holidays—and buying last minute Christmas presents. Things like daydreaming about a relationship together, and what that would be like.

Would Saxon defer to my father? Let him make decisions about us?

The answer clangs into my brain as soon as I ponder the question: Hell no.

Saxon may work for Dad, but he does not bow and scrape, and he’s always put me above his job. It’s laughable to even think it.

In fact, without Saxon around, something tells me the last few years would have been a hundred times worse. He’s always the grown-up in the room; the voice of reason. My safe harbor and my protector.

And now, the source of my squirmiest daydreams. Oh god, when can I touch him again? When will he touch me? I fan myself, suddenly hot under my PJ collar.

“Doing okay there, Ali Cat?”

Saxon’s deep voice drifts from the living room doorway, and my head jerks around. Forget the holiday movie I’ve been watching to kill time on this Christmas Eve morning—there’s something better to entertain me now.

Saxon’s dressed for work in his gray suit and black tie, his dark hair combed back and his beard trimmed. Don’t wanna pat myself on the back too much, but since we first kissed in his apartment, he looks… younger. Energized, and refreshed by life.

Sure, there are still faint lines at the corners of his eyes, and there are those silver strands in his hair and beard. But Saxon looks vibrant and powerful, his muscles bulging beneath his clothes, and when he stares at me like that, his mouth curving up…

I fan myself again, with both hands this time.

“Please,” I call over, “stop messing with me like this, staring like you’re gonna eat me up. Teasing then never delivering. I’ll catch fire under my clothes, Saxon. I’ll burn to a crisp.”

Saxon grins and shakes his head as he strolls into the room. I shift self-consciously on the sofa as he approaches, tugging at the hem of my pajama shirt, but I don’t look too bad. Just rumpled and sleepy. I’ve brushed my teeth and combed my hair, because I’m not an idiot, okay? There’s always a chance Saxon is near in this house.

The sofa groans as

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