Page 4 of Christmas Kisses
She was wearing a Santa hat, and had a red sweater on, and blood red lipstick.
It made her lips look so inviting and lucious.
He felt as if he had been hit by a bolt of lightning. His skin was tingling and felt too tight for his large frame.
Never in his life had he been affected by a girl like this and he was glad the children were gone and that he was wearing his jeans under the suit.
Otherwise, he would have scared people with how hard his cock had gotten.
Her eyes were still on him and then she looked away with a small jolt of surprise when she saw him looking at her.
He felt bereft and had to clench his hands on the arms of the chair to keep from charging over there and seeing her glorious eyes again.
He couldn’t see what color they were, but he wanted to.
He felt a touch to his hand and the same female elf that had come onto him before was there, looking down at him, heat in her eyes.
He recoiled from her, yanking his hand out from underneath her. “Do not touch me.”
She looked down his body and he stood, unable to hide the erection that seeing his mate had caused, “It looks like you need some help with that. I can make it good for you.”
He took a step back from her, the erection quickly fading from being by her and he glared at her again, “I don’t want or need your help. Back away and don’t touch me again.”
She rolled her eyes, “Geez. You don’t have to be so rude about it. I was just offering to help you. I am pretty good at giving blow jobs if you want one. So just let me know.”
She winked at him and then sauntered off, her ass shaking, but he didn’t see.
He was already looking over at the bookstore for his mate again.
She wasn’t in the window, but was behind a counter at the back of the store, smiling at the woman buying a few books.
He wanted to bask in that smile and would do so. He had a break for a few hours and wanted to do everything he could to spend them with her.
He hurried to the small room that Bryant had given him and then changed out of the Santa suit.
He was sweaty and felt gross, but with a flick of his wrist, he was clean again, thanks to his magic.
His hair was combed back in the mohawk it was cut in, and he was grateful that his ears looked as if they were rounded, because that would scare his girl away.
In the Pole, they wore their hair up and out of the way because their ears were quite sensitive, but here, it didn’t matter.
He looked in the mirror, giving himself a pep talk. He had to do everything in his power to convince that beautiful girl that she was his, and he would try his best.
He hadn’t been given a timeline, but knew he had to be back two days before Christmas Eve to help Nick.
And he hoped and prayed that his girl would come with.
Chapter 2
Brenya
Being the shy, quiet book worm girl didn’t really call for many dates.
She was often looked over in high school, because she had braces, reading glasses, her hair had been down to her butt, which she always wore in either two braids or one and she wore big, baggy clothes.
She didn’t get asked to any dances, and was made fun of often.
She let the insults roll off her shoulders, because she didn’t care what people thought of her. Her mom taught her that, as did her grandma.
