The Christmas Girlfriend by Taylor Hart

Author:Taylor Hart [Hart, Taylor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ArchStone Ink
Published: 2018-11-08T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

The next morning, Mike wasn’t surprised when Dom tried to haul his butt out of bed at the horrible time of six in the morning.

He put his pillow over his head to block the happy singing that belted through the guesthouse. “Fight time, fight time! Oh yeah, it’s fight time!”

When Dom yanked the pillow out of his hand and gave a crazy yell, Mike could only jump out of bed. “Just because it’s your wedding day doesn’t mean I’m not going to whip your butt.”

Of course, Dom was pretty good at whipping butts. Half an hour later, they engaged in a little sparring: half boxing, half MMA-style. Mike could hold his own, but he hadn’t been trained to kill people.

Mike laughed and jumped through the air, doing a roundhouse kick.

Dom easily blocked it and stepped away, causing Mike to plow into the ground.

“So what’s the scoop with Ann?” Dom asked, giving him a funny look. “She doesn’t seem like an Ann, does she?” He jabbed Mike in the gut.

Mike’s hand flew to his gut, and then he went back to tactical bobbing and weaving. “I like her, so shut up.”

Dom grinned. “I didn’t say I didn’t like her. I do. She worked her tail off yesterday, but Lacey and I were saying that we felt bad because we didn’t think she’d be …”

“What?” Mike was defensive, partly because he was covering a lie.

“We didn’t think she’d work like that yesterday. We thought she’d be very proper.”

Mike glared at him. The real Ann would have been exactly what Dom and Lacey had imagined: a bit stuck-up. She definitely wouldn’t have worked at helping with the wedding setup like Zoey had yesterday.

“She’s cool.” Mike did an uppercut to the gut, actually landing it.

Dom grunted. “Nice.”

Mike paid the next second when Dom dragged him to the mat and put his fist up as if he would hurt him. “Do it,” Mike challenged. “Do it, and I’ll let Mom and Lacey eat you for dinner for hurting my pretty face before pictures.”

Dom laughed and rolled off of him, springing to his feet and taking off the wraps. “You’re right. Your mom and sister scare me.” He winked at Mike. “And I want to keep the bride happy today.”

“You better be keeping me happy,” Mike heard Lacey say. He turned to see her and Zoey pushing open the sliding door that separated the dance studio from the gym.

Adrenaline kicked through him. Zoey had her hair pulled back and was in the same sweats from last night, but she looked good. She was beautiful without trying.

Dom broke from his stance and bounded to the side of the ring, hopping over to join Lacey. They started kissing like they were in a scene from a movie.

Zoey’s eyes met his. She grinned, walking toward him. “Nice place.” She looked around.

There were cardio machines, weights, and the ring. He thought about how different her life was. His heart ached to think about the apartment with no Christmas decorations, her parents who died in a plane crash, and her husband who was dead.

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