Bad Boy Holiday by Eve Langlais

Author:Eve Langlais [Langlais, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Eve Langlais

Chapter Ten

There’s no place like home for the holidays; unless it’s in bed with my lover.

Why had she invited him? She hadn’t meant to, but it slipped out. Now she was nervous. Stupid, yet she couldn’t help it. She’d only rarely introduced men she dated to her father and friends. In this case, the term boyfriend didn’t even apply to Matt. The blunt truth? I’m bringing my lover to a work function. Never thought she’d have the opportunity to say that. Women with lovers were glamorous or rich, not full-hipped with baggage—and an overprotective dad.

That Matt had chosen her still felt a touch surreal, even if she had the beard rub marks on her breasts to prove it. It chafed, but in a good way. However, the pinkness made her glad her outfit for the night lacked a plunging neckline.

Matt had left a few hours ago, after giving her a long kiss, to get ready at his hotel. A good thing since she needed time to prep herself.

She did a full shave. And she meant full. She would probably regret that in a few days, but this was a special occasion. Her last night perhaps before he left. Because she assumed he’d leave before Christmas, and the Eve would hit shortly.

Pathetic to hope he’d stay a few more days? More like sad to realize the amazing whirlwind tryst might soon come to an end. Better make each moment count.

She dressed with extra care, glad she’d splurged on the matching undergarments and the stay-up stockings. As for her party dress?

When Matt arrived to pick her up, his eyeballs almost fell out. “You can’t be seriously thinking of going out wearing that?”

“Do you like?” she asked, twirling for him. The navy blue knit sweater dress hugged her curves. She’d bought it before putting on those ten extra pounds. It fit more snuggly than she usually preferred; however, his eyes weren’t on her hips or tits but the image painstakingly sewn over the course of weeks. The main parts were done in felt then decorated with a few buttons, some fringe, a bit of glitter. The twigs she’d picked during a walk

“It’s definitely original?” was his hesitant reply.

She glanced down at her dress, decorated with a giant snowman wearing a top hat, actual buttons for its eyes, a pompon for its nose, and a scarf that fluttered. She’d matched it with a belt that had twinkling lights.

“I made it myself,” she said, still grinning. “Check this out.” She pressed a rhinestone button, and a tinny version of “Jingle Bells” began to play while LED lights, woven back and forth across her masterpiece, blinked in rhythm.

“That is unbelievable.” Disbelief tugged his features.

She couldn’t hold in her laughter. “Isn’t it just hideous?”

“You know it’s ugly?” he asked tentatively.

“On purpose. Ugly sweaters, and outfits, are actually a tradition in my family. We were doing it before it became fashionable. My mom started it.”

“Your mother has an odd sense of humor.”

“My mother’s dead.”

“Oh fuck.”

She shook her head. “It happened a long time ago.

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