One Elfed Up Christmas by Claire Raye

Author:Claire Raye [Raye, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Claire Raye

Chapter 18

Reagan

Oh my god. What the hell was that? I’m not even insulted that he just closed the door in my face. Normally I would be, but tonight, I’m still trying to process the fact that I just came all over Wes’s hand and I loved every second of it.

I have no idea why I thought I could go in there with a set of rules and he’d somehow abide by them. He doesn’t seem like much of a rule follower, and I’m not sure I am anymore either. But I also don’t want him thinking he’s in control of this situation. I want as much control as he has, and it was clear I lost that the second his hand went down my pants. If that’s the game he wants to play, I can play it just as well.

“I’m going to bed!” I call through the closed door that I’m certain he’s on the other side of, his ear pressed against it like a child trying to eavesdrop on a conversation. “Thanks for a fun night! Hope you enjoy jerking off rather than being inside me!”

I hear him cackle on the other side of the door, quelling it quickly like he doesn’t want me to know he’s waiting for my response. I’m going to let him stew in his own stupidity for a bit. I got off. I’m the one who left happy. It’s him who has to realize he could’ve had a much better night than he’s having right now.

“If only you’d played by the rules, Wesley!” I now yell, and again I hear him laugh. That’s when I realize I’ve been smiling like an idiot since leaving his room. I’m not sure who’s winning, but it’s certainly more fun than I expected this to be. Not just the retreat but spending time with Wes and getting trapped here.

The day that email came through it felt like it would be my worst nightmare and then my sister mentioned possibly getting stuck in backwoods Wisconsin, but I have to say, it’s been kind of nice to unplug. Not having phone service or access to anything that’s happening in the world around me is relaxing and sort of freeing. I guess I’m starting to understand why people continue to come back here. Although, I’m still not a fan of Cristobel and Fredrick and their creepy, upbeat personas. Again, it feels fake and I sort of hope we’re here when they finally snap.

My mind begins to wander to The Shining, picturing Cristobel and Fredrick in the lead roles, and now I’ve scared myself.

I walk over to the window, looking out at the vast emptiness, nothing but white backed against darkness and there’s a real possibility we could get stuck out here for a while. I take back the idea that I want Cristobel or Fredrick to lose their shit. I’ll take the overly chipper attitude over one of them with an ax.

And that’s when the damn chime goes off, startling me and making me think I might want to share a bed with Wes tonight.

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