White Hot Christmas by Couper Lexxie

Author:Couper, Lexxie [Couper, Lexxie]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: 5x5 Publishing
Published: 2015-12-02T05:00:00+00:00

Unwrapping the Present

Blackthorne Homestead, Australia

“Merry Christmas, Nick.”

Nick jerked his grinning stare from Lauren to Mike.

The old man smiled at him. “Have a good one.”

“Come in for a coffee?” Nick offered, even as a part of him—that very male part that had been aching for his wife since the moment he flew out of Australia a week ago—rebelled against the invitation.

Mike laughed again. “Nah, mate. Got me own missus to get back to. ‘Sides, you don’t want an old codger muscl’n in on your reunion. I’ll see you in a few days with your go-mobile though, so you can caffeinate me up then, okay?”

Before Nick could stop himself, he flicked Lauren a look. She was descending the stairs, her exquisite legs somehow more exquisite in the short denim shorts she wore, her white tank emphasizing the perfection of her curves and the healthy glow of her skin. Her hair cascaded around her face in a tumble of auburn waves he couldn’t wait to feel slip through his fingers and her lips curled in a smile that spoke of everything that waited for him when they were alone.

“Are you sure?” he asked Mike, even as his body reacted to his wife. To her smile, her presence…

A firm hand clapped down on his shoulder, and he swung his stare back to the mechanic.

Mike chuckled. “Sure. Get your arse outta me truck, mate.”

Nick grinned. And then stuck out his right hand. “Thank you, Mike. Seriously, thank you.”

Mike took Nick’s hand and gave it a firm pump. His eyes twinkled. “No worries. It’s what I do.”

It took Nick exactly five seconds to open the passenger door and scramble out of the truck’s cabin.

Five seconds for his feet to hit the ground and his gaze to find his wife.

Five seconds for Lauren to launch herself into his arms and kiss him.

A part of his brain registered the solid thunk of the passenger door closing behind him, the same part heard Mike wish them both a Merry Christmas before the sound of the truck’s engine revved louder and then the rest of his brain told him Lauren’s tongue was sliding against his, that her warm lush body was pressing to his, that her breasts were crushed to his chest and nothing else existed except her.

By the time he pulled his lips from hers, the only sign of Mike was the back of Nick’s Range Rover being towed down the dirt road into the bush around their home.

“He seems really lovely,” Lauren said, smoothing her palm up Nick’s chest.

Nick tugged her closer to his body and returned his gaze to her upturned face. “He is.”

She grinned, and slid her palm down his chest. Lower, lower until her fingers slipped between his shorts’ waistband and his stomach. “It’s not wrong of me to say I’m glad he didn’t come in?”

A tight rope of tension and heat twisted through Nick’s core and into his groin. “Not at all,” he murmured, before capturing her lips again with his.

It was only the extreme summer heat and sun that brought the kiss to an end.

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