Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 37751 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37751 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
“It’s okay, Dominic.” Taryn presses a hand against her heart. “This is a judgment-free zone. No one here cares about the condition of your penis as long as you make Georgia happy.”
“Well, at least they know the truth about you now!” I laugh nervously and step away from the mistletoe. “Ready to go, Dominic?”
“Not quite.” He pulls me into his arms, holding me taut against his body.
Without warning, he presses his lips against mine, kissing me so long and hard that I almost lose my balance.
“Why are you fucking with me, Georgia Grey?” he whispers before slapping my ass.
I gasp, but my reaction is short-lived by the overwhelming feel in his next series of touches.
He rubs his palms up and down my back, steadying me, testing me as he positions me to where I can feel just how aroused he is. How he does not give one fuck about the fact that he’s controlling me in front an audience.
I start to panic about what this looks like to them, if I’ll ever live this down, and as if Dominic knows that, he cups a hand around my neck and holds me still for a long, lingering kiss that makes every single one of my toes curl.
When he finally lets me go, my cheeks are burning and I can’t bear to look at anyone in this room.
“He looks like a pretty damn good kisser to me…” “Right?” “I guess that answers my ‘How good is the sex?’ question from earlier.” Their whispers and giggles are loud enough for me to hear.
“I’m far from impotent,” he says to Taryn. “Your cousin has a very strange sense of humor.”
“Clearly.” Taryn fans herself, and I struggle to catch my breath.
“Now, I’m ready to go,” Dominic says to me.
“Yeah, um…Okay.” I pick up my coat and look over at the game. “I’ll be back.”
“No, you won’t.” Savannah and Taryn laugh, and I’m too stunned by that kiss to say anything else.
I follow Dominic outside and into a waiting trolley, and instead of asking the driver to take us to the cottage, I request that we go to the lodge.
“I think we should get you your own set of keys first,” I say.
“I would appreciate that.”
We ride in silence, and I pretend his hand isn’t caressing my shoulders the entire way.
“Well, well, well.” Dante steps in front of us when we enter the lobby. “Long time no see, Mr. Reiss.”
It honestly hasn’t been long enough.” He looks at me. “I’ll meet you at the front desk.”
He takes his place in line behind another guest, briefly leaving me alone with Dante.
“It’s a really small world huh?” Dante shakes his head. “I mean, it almost feels like last Christmas all over again for you, doesn’t it?”
“I’m not dating a liar and a cheater this year.”
“I didn’t lie about cheating on you. I omitted it until it was absolutely necessary to disclose.”
“Okay, bye.” I start to walk past him, but he blocks me.
“I’m not done talking to you, Georgia.”
“Don’t you have a fiancée to hang out with?” I ask “Someone who actually wants to be around you?”
“I’m treating her to a spa day. I was hoping to catch you with your fiancé so we could have a nice chat.”
“He’s not your biggest fan.”
“But I’m one of his, since we both know that he’s really me.”
Ugh, God…
“Georgia! My youngest cousin, Ciara, runs over and hands me a picture frame. “Can you ask your fiancé to sign this gift for me? It’s for Cousin Savannah’s wedding.”
“So, you’re going to be Type-A like she is?”
“Never mind!” She snatches it away. “I can ask him myself.”
She runs over to Dominic and tugs on his pants leg.
“Oh you’ve got to be fucking with me…” Dante crosses his arms. “Don’t tell me that your family thinks he’s your fiancé?”
I can practically see the wheels turning in his head as he throws his head back and laughs.
“That’s why he’s here, isn’t it?” He snorts. “Do you really think I’m going to let you get away with this?”
“I don’t see what it has to do with you.”
“Well, we’ll see about that. I believe I’m meeting your grandmother for dinner this week, so I’ll let you know how she takes the news.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“I would, and I will.”
I walk away from him as his laughter follows my every step.
If there was any doubt before, now it’s official.
This is definitely the worst Christmas ever…
SIXTEEN
COLORADO SPRINGS, COLORADO
DOMINIC
One more trolley ride later
“Here’s your extra key,” Georgia says, placing it on our suite’s dresser. “I’ll leave an emergency one under the outdoor mat just in case.”
“Thank you.”
“You need to make an appearance at the tree trimming contest in the morning,” she says, avoiding my gaze. “Wear the green flannel pajamas that are in the closet for the official picture. Any questions?”
“We need to talk about what just happened.”