Page 6 of Christmas Kisses
One of them had even tried to push a kiss on her before she noped right out of that one after that.
Her first kiss was by a man that hadn’t even earned it, let alone asked for it and she hated it.
She wanted a re-do, but so far hadn’t found the man that gave her that spark.
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She wasin the middle of putting up a new display of Christmas themed books when she saw him.
He was a hunk of a man, all hard muscle and long legs. Her jaw had dropped open in shock.
He was talking to the guy in charge of the Santa display and when he took the suit in his hands and rolled his eyes at it, and fisted the wig as if it had personally offended him, she had laughed out loud.
He was funny and obviously didn’t want to be Santa Claus, but had nodded good naturedly and had left to get dressed.
When he got back, the beard was covering the man’s hard angled jaw, and she had sighed in disappointment.
He was the hottest guy she had seen, hands down.
Even in the Santa suit. She wanted to sit on his lap so bad. Then she had snickered at herself. Sit on his lap indeed.
She had gotten back to work and tried to keep busy, but there was only so much to do and she had already decorated the store for Christmas.
So, she surreptitiously watched him, moving closer to the large display windows at the front of the store to ‘clean’ okay, not clean, but she needed a better view of him.
And with each child that sat on his lap, she fell more in love with him.
He gave each and every single kid his undivided attention, listening intently to what she knew was each wish and want they told him and it made her lean forward to watch him.
It was sexier than she realized it would be ,and when the last kid left, he went still and then looked around, as if trying to find something.
Then his eyes met hers and she let out a tiny gasp of shock.
Her body went up in flames in that instant, her panties completely drenching and she turned away, not understanding the pull she had to him.
She hurried to the back of the store, breathing hard and thankful that a woman had come into the store, knowing exactly what book she wanted and had bought it within a few minutes.
She looked over to see the chair he had been sitting in was empty and let out a disappointed sigh.
She was freaked out by what had happened when they locked eyes, but sad at the same time he wasn’t there? What was wrong with her?
She rolled her eyes at herself, just because he was a hot guy didn’t mean she needed to act this way.
She had to stop this. Though her fingers had itched to run her hands through his dark brown hair.
His hair had been cut in a mohawk down his head. But a sexy one. Where his hair was long on top, brushed back into the perfect style and short on the sides.
She thought she had seen tight braids along the side of his mohawk too, giving him serious Viking vibes.
She let out a growl, “Gah! Stop it! He wasn’t even that cute.”
A throat cleared behind her and she whirled around, coming face to face with the sexy man from earlier.
He had changed out of his Santa suit and stood before her in black boots, black jeans and a white t-shirt which left very little to the imagination as to just how muscular he was.
She gulped and then gave him a tiny smile, “Um, hi.”
He smiled, showing off a dimple in his right cheek. Because of course.
