Stalk and Stuff Her (A Filthy Dirty Christmas) by Jenna Rose

Author:Jenna Rose [Rose, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-11-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Cole

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I never thought I would spend Christmas with anyone doing anything, yet here I am with Callie and her mother at my house celebrating with a tree and presents and a turkey roasting in the oven.

I barely even recognize myself right now. And that’s a good thing.

My plan to leave the life behind is in full swing. I’ve accelerated things and sacrificed some others—cut a few deals short and taken some heavy losses and pissed a few people off in ways I hadn’t planned on earlier, but now that Callie is in my life earlier than I had expected, those things had to be done. I needed to be out, and if that means getting out messier than I’d anticipated, so be it. She’s worth every lost dollar.

“How does this look, Cole?” Callie’s mom asks from the chair where she’s standing, adjusting the silver tinsel she’s hanging over the fireplace. “Is it even with the rest?”

“That’s just right, Hannah.” I smile as I come in from the kitchen and set down two warm apple ciders on the coffee table. Callie leans in and takes hers immediately.

“Yum.” She smiles, all bundled beneath her big, fluffy, reindeer sweater we went out and picked up earlier. I’m wearing one too, of course, with gingerbread men on it. Callie insisted we all wear them, as it was a tradition with her and her mother, who is wearing one with penguins.

“What do penguins have to do with Christmas?” I asked as the girl was ringing us up.

“Let’s not go there,” she whispered. “Mom is just obsessed with them. Ever seen that movie Madagascar? Yeah. Obsessed.”

Of course, none of my men have seen me in it. I had them take care of everything I needed them for this morning and then sent them away—all of them except for the few guarding the gates, but they won’t come anywhere near the house unless there’s an emergency. So maybe Cole Powers does have a soft side, but I can’t let any of them see it.

“Well, isn’t this nice, sweetie?” Hannah asks as she comes down and puts the chair back at the table. “Having a man to spend Christmas with finally?”

“Mom.” Callie blushes, taking a sip of her cider.

“I don’t know if Callie told you this already,” Hannah continues in that way that moms always do when they knowingly or unknowingly embarrass their daughters. “But I raised her as a single mother and never re-married.”

“Yes, she told me.” I smile.

“I must have done a pretty decent job, though,” Hannah goes on. “I mean, she didn’t end up stripping—”

“Mom!” Callie gasps.

“Or with too bad of daddy issues. How old did you say you were again?”

“Thirty-five.”

Hannah shrugs. “See? That’s just fine.”

Callie buries her face in the sleeves of her sweater while her mother blows on her cider to cool it down. This isn’t a situation I should be enjoying. I’m Cole “Frosty” Powers, for Christ’s sake. I inspire fear wherever I go; I don’t sit around the house enjoying cider with women, commenting on the angle of tinsel being hung above the fireplace.

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