Her Forever Christmas Gift : A second chance, friends to lovers, holiday romance. by HM Thomas

Author:HM Thomas [Thomas, HM]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2021-11-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

“Mommy. Mommy. Mommy.”

Cassie’s eyes popped open. Moments before, her dreams had taken her back to her parents’ boathouse. In it, she’d been straddling Ryan’s lap with only the moonlight casting shadows over their half-dressed bodies. Now, the morning sun bathed her bedroom in bright, blinding light. Groaning, she rolled over and buried her face in the bed’s spare pillow.

“Mommy, wake up.” Ellie landed on the bed beside her. “Daddy’s making breakfast. Do you want coffee or cap’chino?”

Instead of answering, Cassie groaned again, burrowing further beneath the linens.

“Coffee it is.”

Ryan.

Her entire body stiffened. Great. His deep voice brought her salacious dream crashing back with perfect clarity. Her body tingled in response.

Ellie’s little head tunneled under the pillow, her face appearing only inches from Cassie’s. “Are you okay?” Her daughter pressed her cool hand against her forehead.

“What’s wrong?” Ryan’s voice grew closer accompanied by the sound of his bare feet crossing the wood floor of her bedroom.

The girl’s head disappeared. “Mommy doesn’t feel good.”

“You don’t feel well?” The pillow disappeared, leaving her completely exposed. Ryan’s hand hovered in the air above her, waiting to descend on her forehead the same way their daughter’s had.

“I’m fine.” She batted his hand away. Right now, with the memory of the pleasure his hands had brought her crowding her thoughts, she couldn’t allow him even the slightest touch.

He narrowed his whiskey eyes, and even though the clock had barely reached 8 AM, she craved a sip of the amber liquid.

Bored with her parents’ conversation, and oblivious to the turmoil she’d caused her mother, Ellie slipped off the bed and skipped into the hall.

“Seriously,” Ryan persisted, placing one knee on the bed and leaning over her. The mattress dipped causing her to slide toward him. “What’s wrong? Your face is red.” His palm brushed against her forehead. “Your skin is hot. You’re breathing heavy.”

Because she had freaking sex god Ryan McLeod hovering over her while she lay barely dressed and still lust-drunk from her dream/memory of screwing his brains out. “Damn it Ryan, I’m fine.” At the end of her patience, she pushed him away, then flung the blankets off her. Just because she hadn’t had sex in five years didn’t mean anything was wrong with her.

“You’re not,” he insisted, standing by her bed, making getting out without touching him impossible.

Why wouldn’t he just get the hell away from her? Controlling her hormones would be much easier without the sound of his voice and his warm, sexy smell surrounding her.

Deciding she’d had enough of his questions and his hotness, she rolled from the bed and pushed past him. “It’s nothing a few rounds with my new toy won’t cure.” She came to a screeching halt and spun around.

Ryan stood wide-eyed by her bed. Then his gaze slid to her bedside table where her bounty from last night’s party sat accusingly.

“Oh. If you need to…” Ryan stumbled over his words.

Cassie’s cheeks burned. Please, just go away.

“Daddy,” Ellie yelled from downstairs. “Smoke’s coming out of the waffles.”

“Shit,” Ryan muttered as the smoke alarm began to shrill.

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