Holiday Spirit for Hire by Isabelle Saint-Michael

Author:Isabelle Saint-Michael [Isabelle Saint-Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780990866527
Amazon: 0990866521
Publisher: Otherworld Romance
Published: 2014-11-14T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The next morning I awoke to the sound of dishes clinking together. I lifted my head and peered in the direction of the noise. Justin shifted under me, running a hand down my back. There was a shadow by the fireplace and the only other person who should be in the room was plastered against me. “Hello?” I whispered to the darkness.

Joy’s voice answered back, “Oh sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep.”

For the first time in my life, in the dark of the room, modesty hit me and I tugged blankets up over my head. I cringed inwardly at the thought of being caught in bed with someone’s son. I heard the door click open and closed and saw the soft glow of sunlight through the blanket. I lowered my head back to Justin’s chest trying not to focus on how I could die of embarrassment.

“Good morning,” chirped a happy male voice. Hands ran down the curve of my back, cupping my rump. In a fluid motion Justin tossed back the covers and rolled over, pinning me beneath him. He dipped his head and caught my mouth with his in a sweet soft kiss that was over way too quickly. Leaning back he brushed the hair from my face. “How are you feeling this morning?”

“Mortified!” My skin still was pink with blush.

“Oh,” he said, and started to roll off of me. I grabbed his shoulders and went with him, pinning him back on the bed and straddling his hips.

“Your mother was in here this morning. I think she came in for the dishes. Did you think I was mortified about us? And last night?” Before he could answer I leaned down and ran my tongue over his neck and nipped his earlobe. I explained in a voice that was still garbled by sleep, “I was embarrassed at being caught naked in the arms of a man by his mother. It had nothing to do with being in your arms.”

He chuckled, causing his whole body to vibrate, including the bulge pressed against me where I straddled him. “That’s why I always return my dishes, because she will just come in. It made the teen years difficult.” I laughed. He ran a hand along my thigh and allowed it to rest on my hip. His other felt around the headboard until I heard a click. The curtains along the large window opened and sunlight spilled into the room.

He looked down along the length of his body to where I sat spread across him. I felt his bulge throb under me and almost whimpered. The prior night had been amazing. His eyes continued to drift up, lingering a moment on my breasts before meeting my eyes. “You’re beautiful first thing in the morning. Do you know that?” I felt my blush return.

“So what is the plan for the day? Starting today you were going to try and woo me, remember?” I laughed. I started to try and move off of him but his hands came firmly to my hips and held me in place.

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