Her Christmas Billionaire by Goodwin Genevieve

Author:Goodwin, Genevieve
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Silver Gate Press
Published: 2019-11-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Blake wasn’t sure what was happening. One minute he was sitting all cozy and comfy next to Hannah; the next minute she was jumping off the couch like a canon and telling him something about being tired and making it an early night. What? It couldn’t have been later than eight o’clock.

He hopped off the couch and followed her to where she stood under the archway to the foyer. She hesitated as he took long strides towards her, trying to get to her before she bolted like a scared rabbit in a field to be lost forever.

“It’s so early,” he said.

She stretched as if to fortify her excuse. “I know. But it’s been a long exhausting day. I’m really tired,” she said, inching a step back.

He watched her, the formidable Hannah Carter, now a bounding bunny running from him. He didn’t stop to think why as his gaze suddenly fixated on an object above the arch she stood under. He didn’t remember seeing it the day before or even today but there it was, beckoning to him like an angel leading him to the light. A mistletoe hung directly over Hannah’s head. It could be a coincidence, but Blake had long stop believing in coincidences.

He settled in comfortably in front of her and let a mischievous smile form across his face. “Hannah?”

Her cheeks were flushed pink as she dared to look him in the eye. Heaven help him, she was as beautiful as she was intriguing. Despite her pink cheeks, she raised her chin, as if in defiance of her body’s reactions. “What?” she asked, a smirk trying to form on her face.

He reached out and took her hand, separated her index finger and pointed it above her head. Her gaze followed as the electricity zapped between their hands.

“Mistletoe,” he said softly.

She looked back at him, her face rife with accusation. “Did you put it there?”

He shook his head in the negative. “I thought you did,” he said.

“I did not!”

Her protest seemed a bit overly strong, but he ignored it. “I heard it’s bad luck to defy a mistletoe,” he said, letting his hand slide away from hers. “May I?”

Her eyes widened, and he thought she might refuse him, though she inched closer to him. With a shy smile, she nodded her head in acceptance. Blake slid his hand down over her dark curls and let his fingers rest on the soft flesh of her neck.

Before he knew it, their lips had locked together in a soft kiss. Her lips were warm and soft against his; he felt something inside of him roar to life, a sensation, a feeling that had lain dormant for far too long. He felt the exhilaration of happiness and the simple pleasure of a kiss. However, fleeting it might be, the message was there, loud and clear.

He felt like his insides were going to mush and stars were flashing on and off inside his head. Then, he opened his eyes and realized it was just the blinking Christmas tree lights.

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