Page 7 of A Wife by Christmas

“No?”

He shook his head. “Trust me, this is new for me. I’m usually a fuck-and-leave-them kind of guy. I’ve spent a great deal of time on the road, but I don’t know, there’s something different about you.”

“You don’t know me.”

“True, but there’s nothing to stop us from getting to know each other,” he said. “What have you got planned for this Christmas?”

“In two weeks?”

“Over the next two weeks and leading into New Year?” he asked. Brick didn’t have a fucking clue what he was doing, but he knew he didn’t want to spend it away from Cathy. He liked her, even if she liked to paint half her face with makeup for a video.

“I’ve actually got no plans,” she said.

“How about you and I hang out? We enjoy each other. I show you what it’s like to be with a real man, and you show me what it’s like to be with a real woman.”

“I’m sure you’ve been with a lot of real women,” she said.

“I’ve been with groupies and women after a good time. You show me what it’s like to be with a woman who wants something more than a good time?” He walked toward her. “Do we have a deal?”

Chapter Four

Cathy couldn’t believe she had made that kind of deal. She didn’t know what Brick wanted her to do. She’d always beenreal,but last night had been the first time she’d been different.

She wasn’t acting out. It had been about living in the moment, forgetting what her family had done to her.

“So, how about I take you to lunch?” Brick asked.

“Lunch?”

“Yeah. It’s too late to enjoy breakfast and I’m starving.”

Just like that, her stomach rumbled. She’d not eaten breakfast herself. Instead, the last few hours had been working. First, she had a final deadline on a review for a magazine, which she sent in. Then, she needed to film more content for her channel. There was a delivery of new products heading her way. Lunch sounded good, and she told him so.

The smile on his lips would stay with her for a long time. He looked so happy with himself, and she couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Right, let’s go. Grab your jacket, I’m taking you on the back of my bike.”

“Your bike?” Cathy asked.

“Yeah, my bike. I want you on it. You ever rode a bike before?”

“No.” She couldn’t help but laugh at the thought of being on the back of a bike.

“Good, it looks like I might be several of your firsts. But, there is something I want to do right now,” he said, stepping toward her with a smirk on his lips.

She was about to ask him what, when he gripped the back of her neck and pulled her in close. His lips slammed down on hers, and she lost all thought and common sense. All she could do was focus on the moment and how good his lips felt. Her bodycame alive under his kiss, and she didn’t want him to stop.

All too soon, he did stop, and she licked her suddenly tingling lips. “And I’ve been wanting to do that all morning.”

They walked out of her film studio, and she couldn’t help but follow him. She grabbed her jacket, along with her purse and keys, stepping out of the house.

“Do you have a helmet?” she asked.

“You don’t need one. I’ll take care of you.”

She was absolutely terrified, but this was about enjoying new experiences. Locking her door, she walked up to his bike and threw her leg over the saddle.

Brick helped her climb on, and instinctively she wrapped her arms around his waist. Realizing she had done so without asking permission, she pulled back but he suddenly grabbed her arms and pulled them around him, making her hold onto him.

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