Page 7 of Christmas Kisses
“Hi. I saw you from across the way. I play Santa Claus.”
She nodded, “Yes, I remember. I saw you too.”
He grinned, “My name is Jensynn Bannon. I had to meet you. I hope that isn’t too forward.”
She shook her head, speechless. “No, that’s fine, I’m Brenya Green. Nice to meet you.”
He held out his hand, and she held out hers, and when their skin made contact, she let out a gasp and looked up into his eyes, and his own eyes were wide.
She looked back down at their hands, and then watched as he pulled her hand to his lips and kissed the back of it, and then turned it over and kissed her palm and the smooth skin over her wrist.
She thought he licked the skin of her wrist, but her skin was tingling so much she didn’t really know.
He looked at her again, and being this close to him, she noticed that his eyes were a shade of blue she had never seen before.
It was as if they faded from the pupil out and were dark blue in the middle, and then light blue on the outside.
And he stood a head and shoulders over her.
She was at least five foot six inches tall, but he towered over her. And he was muscled and delicious and he smelled like her favorite scents, chocolate and peppermint.
She pulled her hand from his grasp in shock and then took a step back from him, because she to catch herself from swaying toward him unconsciously.
He smiled down at her, that damn dimple was making her panties wet. Well, wetter. If that was possible. Apparently, it was.
And then he said, “May I ask you to dinner tonight? Or do you have plans already for this evening's meal?”
She shook her head and his body seemed to deflate a bit, “Very well, maybe some other time.”
Then he turned to leave and she stopped him, by reaching out and grabbing his large wrist.
He looked down at her hand and then turned back to her, his eyebrow raised.
“I shook my head because I don’t have plans, and would love to go to dinner with you.”
He grinned, “Truly?”
She nodded a grin overtaking her face as well. “Really.”
He nodded, “I have one more shift as Santa, can I pick you up when I am done? How much longer do you have left?”
She looked down at her watch, “I am here until close. Does that work?”
He nodded, “I shall wait all day for you.”
She wanted to swoon and then nodded, “Okay.”
He pulled out his phone and fiddled with it for a second, and then handed it to her, “May I have your phone number?”
She smiled, “Of course.” She dialed in her number and called her phone with his.
Hers rang and she answered it, and then he told her how to spell his name and she told him how to spell hers.
It made them both laugh and then he kissed her hand again, “Until tonight.”
She nodded, dumbly and he walked away, taking his delicious scent and delicious body with.
She leaned back against the counter and watched him leave, his jeans tight against his spectacular ass and making her mouth water.
