Screwing With The Scrooge by Shaw Hart

Author:Shaw Hart [Hart, Shaw]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-12-14T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 8

Olive

I’m so used to waking up before the sun, so when I first open my eyes, it’s not the strange bedroom that has me confused. It’s the fact that the room is sunny.

“Shit!” I shout, jackknifing up in bed.

“Wha?” Xavier croaks, lifting his head up off the pillow as I crawl over his body and start to frantically search for my clothes.

“I’m late! I’m so, so late,” I explain as I tug my dress over my head and wiggle it over my curves.

Going to work like this is not ideal, but if I run home and change then I’m going to be even more late.

Xavier sits up in bed, and I stumble as I pull on one shoe, my eyes locked on the wide expanse of his chest. His muscles are on full display, and a secret thrill shoots through me when I remember that I had my hands and mouth on the body just last night.

“I’ll drive you. Here, you can borrow some clothes.”

He tosses me a shirt, and I wiggle out of my dress and pull the soft material over my head. He passes me a pair of sweatpants and I pull those on next. The outfit looks strange since it’s obviously two sizes too big. The high heels also don’t help, but beggars can’t be choosers.

“Thanks,” I say, and he grunts back at me.

He pulls on his shoes, and I head for the front door. I’m about to pull the door open when a hand grabs my elbow and I’m spun around to face a grumpy-looking Xavier.

“What?” I ask, and he grabs his winter jacket.

“It’s freezing. You can’t go out in just my shirt.”

He holds the jacket open for me and I pause.

“I wore my coat last night,” I remind him.

“I know, but mine is warmer and since I don’t have time to go warm the truck up for you,” he says, wiggling the coat at me.

I smile as I turn and stuff my arms in. It’s sweet that he’s looking out for me, that he wants to take care of me. It’s been a while since I had that.

He zips the zipper up to my chin and then nods.

“Let’s go.”

He takes my hand as we head for the front door, and I smile, letting him lead me over to his truck. He opens my door for me, and I take the time to lean up on my toes and press my mouth to his.

“What was that for?” He asks as he grabs my hips and lifts me into his truck.

I’ve got to say; I can see why all of the heroines in my romance books love being manhandled by their men.

“Do I need a reason to kiss you?” I ask him, and he smiles softly.

“Nope.”

I laugh as he closes the door and rounds the hood. He cranks the truck up, and I bury my face in his shirt, breathing in his woodsy scent.

“What are you doing today?” I ask him as we head towards town.

It’s still early and the roads are mostly deserted.

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