Life According to Liam by V L Locey

Author:V L Locey [Locey, V L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-01T04:00:00+00:00

The holiday meal was simply lovely. I know as someone who touts themselves as a writer of sorts—I do pen blog posts—you’d think I could come up with a better word than just lovely, but in all honesty, lovely was the word. Maybe magnificent could also be bandied about.

Bryn had joined us later in the day after the early morning chaos and paper-shredding insanity was over. He’d come bearing gifts and snowflakes resting on his wide shoulders and dark brown hair. I’d insisted on giving him my gift—a new wallet—right off the bat. He raved about the quality of the leather and kissed me sweetly on the cheek as Liam and Kelly sat watching.

“Now you can hand out your goodies,” I announced, feeling quite merry despite the four a.m. wake-up call from Liam.

Bryn dug into the large festive bag he’d carried in. For Kelly, he had a petite, red clutch purse with a gold chain strap that she held to her chest and stroked as if it were a kitten. Liam got a new goalie stick, regulation and sized for him, that had been signed by the entire team. Yes, I was jealous and pouted over that until Bryn pulled me into the kitchen, the aroma of honey-glazed ham hanging heavy in the room.

“You’re a very difficult man to shop for,” he said, backing me into the fridge, his eyes heating up as we stood mere inches apart.

“You’re such a pot,” I replied. His sleek eyebrows tangled up. “I mean like the pot and the kettle?”

“Ah, yes, I thought you were making a comment about my stomach.”

“Right, like that washboard of yours could ever be called a potbelly.” I poked my gut soundly. “Now mine on the other hand…”

“Is sexy as hell. Merry Christmas.” He handed me a long white envelope.

“Season tickets?”

“Something I hope you’ll enjoy more than cold plastic seats in an icy barn.”

“Wow, this must be something truly amazing because watching you play hockey is the sexiest thing ever. Well, no, having you deep inside me is the sexiest thing ever.” I paused in opening the envelope to ruminate. “Yes, sex with you is for sure sexier than hockey with you, but just by a little bit. Hmm, I like the way your nose crinkles when I begin rambling. Kind of like it is now and—”

“Michael, please open the envelope.”

“Yes, sir.” A spark of lust leaped between us. I tore open the flap and took out two tickets that he had printed out himself that read ‘Tickets to Paradise’ surrounded with hearts and palm trees. “Oh holy ham bake.”

“You, me, rum drinks, tropical breezes, and warm sun baking our naked flesh,” he whispered, his voice as smoky as the ham bubbling away in the oven.

Words failed me, startling I know. I kissed him instead of talking. He leaned into me, pressing me into the fridge, tasting me possessively.

“A month from now.” I sighed into his mouth. “You and me alone in paradise. I can’t wait.”

“Uncle Mike! Mama says first no freaking out,” Liam shouted as he thundered into the kitchen.

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