Page 51 of Maybe This Christmas
He gave a gentle tug on her wrist, taking the breath out of her as he pulled her into his lap.
She let out a yelp at the sudden movement.But she didn’t protest further when he draped an arm around her shoulders.
“You’re going to have to expand on that statement.”
“From right here?What happened to where I was?”
He draped his other arm around her waist.“I wanted you closer, is that a crime?”
She exhaled.“Hmm, I’m not sure of the jurisdictions in this here county, but I’m going to assume that it isn’t.”
He stole a quick kiss before prompting her to answer.
She brought her head to his shoulder.Nestled there, she’d never felt safer.
“On check-in day, I think I saw you before you saw me.I started mentally calling you the lumberjack.”
“Because of my outfit, I’m sure.”
She arched back to look him in the eyes.“And nothing to do with your resemblance to that handsome cartoon-man logo of a certain paper towel brand.”
Even in the dim light, she could see his cheeks redden.“I thought we established that my resemblance was middling at best?”
“Oh my god, are you embarrassed?I’m so sorry.”
She wasn’t, not really.As far as cartoon logos went, there really weren’t any better than the paper towel man.
“Well, if we’re going to get specific, I noticed you as soon as you walked through the entrance.I thought to myself that maybe this event planner gig wouldn’t be so bad.Then I saw Davis trailing behind you.I don’t know why I’d assumed you’d be alone.Almost all our guests are families.”
“Well, I’m alone now.”
He brought his index finger to her chin.“I’m glad.Otherwise, the amount of pining glances I would’ve thrown your way by now would’ve labeled me as a stalker.”
A sarcastic reply died on her lips as their eyes met.“Perhaps everything’s worked out as it should, then.”
The only answer he had for her was a kiss.
And oh, what a kiss it was.She inched closer to him, her arms thrown around his shoulders as he looped her in with an arm around her waist.
This was her idea of heaven.Funny how she hadn’t known Caleb existed a week ago.Now, it was hard for her to imagine a life without him.
The projector screen clicked off, causing the two of them to jump apart.Emma nearly slid out of his lap before Caleb caught her.
“Well, that scared the bejesus out of me,” he said.
She laughed.“If I have a new gray hair in the morning, I know what’s caused it.”
He brought his hand to her face.“Can I walk you back to your cabin?I wouldn’t want you to get spooked again.”
She exhaled.“I’ll let you walk me as far as the door.Don’t you need to help set up breakfast?It’s already after midnight.”
He cursed under his breath.“Thank you for remembering my schedule better than I do.You’re right.Another time, then?”
She stole a kiss.“One where we don’t have to rush.”
“I’m off on Wednesday.Tuesday night’s the party, if you want to come?”
“I do.”
