Page 141 of Holiday Hire

"It involves Christmas trivia."

"Christmas trivia?"

"Yeah, I need to see how sharp your Christmas trivia skills are."

She laughs. "Okay. When and where are we figuring this out?"

"Tonight."

"Tonight?"

"Yep. But I have a challenge for you."

"And that would be?" Her lips twitch.

I glance behind me and then put two fingers on her collarbone, sliding them back and forth.

She inhales sharply.

I step closer, adding, "The winnings are high stakes."

"Does this involve more money I don't have? I really don't like using your cash to bet," she frets.

I chuckle. "There's no money involved."

"Okay, good."

I glance behind me again, ensuring no one's around, then lock eyes with her. "When I win, I get to lick your pussy."

She bursts out laughing, then wipes tears from the corner of her eye. She asks, "And what do I get when I win?"

I lean closer, brushing my lips to her ear, stating, "I still get to lick your pussy." I retreat, trying to keep a serious face.

She muffles her laugh and asks, "So either way, I win?"

"No. Either way,Iwin," I declare.

She bites on her lip, her cheeks red.

"So, do I have a date, or are you scared to see how good my Christmas trivia skills are?"

She studies me, claiming, "I didn't know you were so serious about Christmas trivia."

"Oh, us Cartwrights take Christmas trivia extremely seriously."

She asks, "Is everyone else coming with us?"

I shake my head. "No. Guess who's taking care of the boys?"

She thinks for a moment, then says, "Evelyn."

"Nope."

"Willow and Paisley in the main house?"

"Nope."

"Who, then?" she questions.

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