Mistletoe in Mayhem (Whiskey Sisters) by L. E. Rico

Author:L. E. Rico
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled, Bliss, Romantic Themes Wedding, Clean & Wholesome Romance, Small Town & Rural, Women's Fiction, Romance Anthologies, Romantic Themes Secret Baby, Holiday Romance, American Literature Anthologies, Contemporary American Fiction
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Bliss)
Published: 2018-10-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Six

Bryan

One Week Later…St. Croix

She’s sleeping in the chaise longue, long hair amassed in a messy bun atop her head, huge sunglasses covering those beautiful blue eyes. Not that there isn’t plenty to look at otherwise. The coral bikini she’s wearing does an exceptional job of showcasing her curves and those long, long legs. I could stand here and watch her forever, but we’ve got a dinner reservation. I move down to the bottom of the chaise, where her perfect, pink-toed feet are, and I start to kiss my way up those long, long legs. From the inside of her foot, to the ankle, and up the calf. By the time I get to her knee, she’s awake.

“My, my, Mr. Truitt. What are you up to down there?” she asks in a sleepy, sexy voice.

“Up to your knee, Mrs. Truitt, and heading to points northward.”

“Ohhhh, my. Do you need a map? Perhaps a compass?”

“No, ma’am. I know this route by heart.” I place a gentle kiss on the inside of her knee. “Every valley,” I murmur and repeat the process with her kneecap. “Every hill.” I move up to the outside of her thigh and lick the salt from her suntanned skin. “Every highway…” My tongue moves to her inner thigh. “Every byway…” I’m just about to make my way up to The Promised Land when she swats the top of my head with her big straw hat. I look up.

“Hey! What gives? Here I am, trying to be all romantic…”

“On a public beach,” she reminds me, nodding in the direction of an older couple gaping in our general vicinity. “Now, if you’d like to take this geography lesson indoors or to our private splash pool, well, that’s another story…”

I stand up and offer a hand to help her to her feet, pulling her into my arms as I do. When she gazes at me, I pluck the sunglasses from her face so I can get a good look at those baby blues.

“My God, you must have doubled the number of freckles on your nose,” I marvel. “And you know how I love a girl with freckles.”

“I do now, since you tried to count every freckle on my body last night…”

“Hey, you never know where one might be. I think it was wise to locate any and all skin anomalies…no matter where they are. A freckle could turn into a mole, which could be a potential cancer risk. It’s just good dermatological health, Hennessy,” I say as I nod down at her solemnly.

“Is that so? Well, I suppose it’s good to know you’re so concerned with my wellbeing.”

“I am,” I reply earnestly. “I’m concerned with anything and everything that concerns you, Mrs. Truitt.”

“I like the way that sounds…‘Mrs. Truitt.’”

When she rolls the name around on her tongue, all I want to do is throw her down in the sand and ravage her. But somehow I think the old people wouldn’t approve. I grab her hand instead and lead her back to our private little cabana overlooking the Caribbean.

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