The Matchmaker's Mistletoe Mission by Jaci Burton

Author:Jaci Burton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2019-10-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Focus on the salmon, Clay, he reminded himself. Don’t push Alice too hard.

But damn if he could forget how it felt to have her in his arms, to taste her, to feel her body against his.

He wanted her. But if she didn’t want him, he’d have to back off.

They could have dinner. They’d talk. And then he’d tell her how much he appreciated her matchmaking efforts, but he just wasn’t into being matched with anyone else.

Because he was only interested in her.

She came out of the bathroom and walked back into the kitchen, her expression unreadable.

She picked up her glass of wine and polished off the contents in two long swallows.

Okay, maybe she was upset about the kiss. He’d asked permission. She’d said yes. He should probably apologize for it.

Screw that. He wasn’t going to apologize for wanting her so damn badly she was all he could think about. But if she was unhappy he’d take her back to the Bellinis’.

He laid the salmon on the counter. “Look. Alice. About that kiss.”

“Will it keep?”

He frowned. “Will what keep?”

She looked over at the island. “All this food. If we don’t eat it right away.”

“Yeah. Why?”

“I want to go back to your bedroom. Finish what we were about to start before the timer went off.”

His hand stilled on the rice he was stirring. “You sure that’s what you want?”

She nodded. “Positive.”

He scooped the rice into a bowl, foiled the salmon and poured the brussels sprouts into a container and snapped on the lid, then tossed everything in the fridge. He washed and dried his hands, tossed the towel on the counter and was on her faster than a cat after prey.

He gently backed her against the wall and kissed her. She tasted like wine and everything he’d ever wanted. And when she moaned against his mouth and arched her body against his, he swept his hand up under her sweater so he could get to her skin. It was soft, warm, pliant under his hand, and he wanted to take this slow, but damn if she was going to let him, because she was undoing his belt buckle and he’d gone rock hard, his cock pressing painfully against the zipper of his jeans. And then she laid her hand on his shaft, rubbing it through his jeans.

He might explode right there in her hand.

He took a breath and laid his forehead against hers. “Alice.”

She looked up at him with a passion-soaked gaze. “Now, Clay. Need you now.”

What he needed right now was a condom, and he didn’t have one. But what he did want was her, up against the wall, just like she was right now.

Shit.

“Don’t go away.”

She leaned her head against the wall, giving him a dreamy-eyed stare.

Bedroom or wallet?

Wallet was closer, tucked into his coat pocket, and he needed a condom damn fast. He dashed over to his wallet and pulled the condom out, tore it open and had his pants unzipped by the time he turned around.

Alice had

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