Christmas Angel_A Holiday Romance by Crimson Syn

Author:Crimson Syn [Syn, Crimson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-10T08:00:00+00:00

8

Eve

I wrapped myself in a blanket as I sat by the fire. The logs crackling while Michael Buble’s voice softly filled the room. The guests had left hours ago and the kids had fallen asleep, excited that Santa would be here in the morning. I liked this time of night when the house was asleep, and I could finally find that moment alone.

As I sipped on my hot cocoa I heard footsteps coming close. I knew who it was even before he appeared. It was as if my body was aware of where he was at all times, reacting to him instantly.

Whatever this was between us was unexpected. I’d never craved somebody like this before. It was a need for connection, a need to be loved, and in his arms, I felt alive. I hadn’t felt that way in a long time and I was afraid to lose it again.

He leaned against the doorframe and crossed his arms over his arms. “Why are you down here all alone?”

“I’m drinking hot cocoa,” I stated, lifting the mug.

His eyes glanced over to the window and he smiled. “I love waking up to a white Christmas.”

I stared down at the marshmallows that floated in my cup. “Me too,” I murmured in response.

“Can I sit down?”

I looked up at his handsome face, the firelight flickering on his handsome features. Dragging the blanket aside I gestured for him to sit beside me. His broad frame took half the seat and I found myself practically in his lap, his arm around me, his fingers wrapped around my shoulder.

“Just lay back, Angel.” I sighed and melted into him, cherishing the warm feel of him.

“Your brother told me everything.”

I smiled. “I knew he was up to something.”

He chuckled. “I think he reads hearts.”

“Why is that?”

“Because he told me that if I wanted you, I needed to be patient. And then he told me that if I broke your heart, he’d break my legs.”

I laughed whole-heartedly as I stared up at him. Reaching up I caressed his cheek. He leaned his head back, closing his eyes and sighing.

“Are we insane?” I whispered, stroking his chest.

“I’m sure others might say so.”

“I don’t believe in love at first sight.”

“Neither do I.”

We sat there in silence for a long time, thinking, wondering, just enjoying the moment. He’d take sips of my cocoa as we stared into the fire. Every now and then, he’d stroke my hair softly while I lay my head on his lap. It was a perfect moment, one I didn’t want to end.

“If we do this, we have to go slow.” I whispered.

He chuckled. “I’ll go slow, fast, hard, anything you want Angel.”

Sitting up, I straddled his lap. “Why are you so handsome?”

“Why are you so pretty?” Small little creases lined the edges of his eyes and I reached up, tracing them with my fingertips.

“Don’t be scared, Angel,” he rubbed my back gently, reassuringly.

I smiled. “I’ve lost so much in this world, I don’t know if I could do that again.

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