Page 14 of Forever His This Christmas

“He’s my brother and totally predictable. Just wait until dinner because he’ll let it slip to the other two and then they’ll all want to kill you for sleeping with their little sister,” she teased lifting her leg to rub her foot against his.

“Behave Lisa…”

“The way we behaved on the plane?” she said lifting an eyebrow his way.

“Here? In the house with who knows who else here right now?”

“Yup…you weren’t nearly as worried about it when we did it midflight with who knows who else just outside the door,” she whispered against his ear as her hands slipped down to his waist. “They’re already going to think we did so why disappoint them and ourselves?”

“I was right…you are a little devil,” he groaned.

“But you can’t get enough of me, can you?” she asked with a sigh as he filled her. “You want this and me over and over and over.”

“I do but you’re the same, aren’t you Lisa?” he said as they began to spiral.

“Yes,” she sighed and let herself smile, as they got dressed.

“Damn you’re not going to freeze in that?” he questioned seeing the amount of cleavage showing at the top of the sweater.

“Nope. Can you see if I have a pair of cream high heeled boots in the closet still?” she asked as she touched up her hair and makeup.

“These?” he stated holding them up and she nodded with a smile. She pulled them on and checked her reflection in the floor length mirror until she was satisfied. She headed down with him and grabbed her jacket. “What’s that for?”

“Dinner is in the dining room…breakfast and lunch are too,” she warned. “Mom tends to let the cooks do the cooking anymore during the season so she can play hostess to everyone. Even when it’s the holidays—actually, especially when it’s the holidays.”

“I see,” he replied helping her with it since they were alone. “You look gorgeous by the way.”

“I know I do…and you do happen to enjoy my cleavage, don’t you?” she teased him with a kiss before they headed out.

“I do very much, and I don’t even mind other men getting to see it because you come to my bed,” he whispered against her ear.

When they stepped into the main lobby, he saw the workers all grow a bit more attentive and the way the men were watching her said they knew exactly who she was. He let her get her own coat but slid a possessive hand around her leaving it firmly on her hip as they moved into the dining room.

“Lisa, your mom said you were coming home, we almost didn’t believe her,” Gabrielle said as she stepped aside at the hostess station.

“Well, if it were up to me, we wouldn’t have come to freezing Colorado for Christmas,” she replied. “I’d much prefer a beach and a slew of new bikinis.”

“Next year babe,” Corey stated, and she saw the way Gabrielle reacted. It was amusing beyond belief, and she walked him back to the family’s table.

“I don’t believe my eyes…Lisa Branson in the flesh,” Trina said hugging her as they reached it. “And there is quite a lot of it that I can see, damn girl.”

“Well not everywhere has the same sense of style as here,” Lisa told her taking her seat before Corey could unconsciously help her.

“I’d say,” Trina mused as her brothers glared across the table at her. “Your normal?”

“Love it…let Corey have a menu,” she suggested, and Trina nodded going to get one for him. “Alright what’s your all’s problems?”

“Us? We’re not the ones who were going at it less than ten minutes after you got here, jeez haven’t you grown up at all Lisa?” Kirby asked.

“I’d say I’ve grown up. Don’t you think Core?”

“Absolutely babe,” he agreed giving her a lazy smile.

“That remains to be seen,” Gerald scoffed.

“So, Corey, what sort of work do you do in New York?” her father asked, trying to keep the argument from starting.

“I’ve done a lot of things but when I met Lisa I was working as a bartender,” he said honestly, and she laughed behind her wine glass at the way the group recoiled slightly from the statement.

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