Page 69 of Hiding for the Holidays
I pant heavily as I look up at him.
“I don’t think you’re trying very hard,” he says with narrowed eyes.
“I am!” I argue.
He lowers his face closer to mine as he whispers, “Oh, really? There isn’t a part of you that likes getting pinned byme?” I suck in a sharp breath as something hard nudges my belly, really close to a part of me that’s tingling in awareness of him. “I think you like being in my control.”
“You make me feel safe,” I admit. My entire body is thrumming with energy as he leans over me, and even though I’m being held down, unable to move, I’ve never felt safer.
He grins as his eyes roam my face. “You’re always safe with me.”
“I know,” I whisper right before he kisses me. It’s slow and teasing as his tongue explores me. He sucks my lower lip and when I try to push to move faster he slows down, wanting complete control. Something about giving that to him makes me even hotter so I relax and let him take the lead.
“Mmm, good girl,” he whispers when he senses my submission to him.
Someone clears their throat, and Asher sits up and glances over his shoulder where Leo’s standing with his hands on his hips smirking down at us.
“Sorry to interrupt, but I thought you’d want to know you’ve got a bit of an audience,” he says quietly, gesturing with his head to the side. We both look to where he’s pointing and see three guys mid-workout who have stopped what they’re doing to watch us.
My cheeks heat with embarrassment as Asher quickly stands and helps me to my feet.
“Don’t you guys have something better to do than watch us?” Asher asks, stepping between me and them.
“Not really,” one of them mutters as the other two laugh. Asher takes a step towards them, but Leo quickly moves in front of him and grabs his shoulders.
“They’re just teasing, Asher. Forget them, they’re harmlessandthey’re clients.”
I wrap my arms around his waist from behind and settle mycheek against his back. His hands hold mine against him as he takes a deep breath.
“Okay,” he says before spinning around and hugging me back. “Can you stay away from those three… please?” he asks me quietly.
I nod against him. “Sure. But why? They aren’t dangerous, are they?”
“No, of course not. We wouldn’t let them in if they were. It’s just… I don’t like knowing they saw you like that. I want to punch them just for looking at you.”
“But Leo and Grant have seen me… like that. Do you want to hurt them, too?”
“No, they’re different.”
I don’t press any further, but I find that interesting, that he’s insanely jealous and possessive except when it comes to his best friends.
I glance at the clock and see there’s only half an hour before closing time. “I’m going to go check the email before we close. Are we still going out for dinner tonight?” I ask hopefully.
This morning on the way to work, Asher had said the four of us were going out for dinner tonight, to a local pub that they loved. Dinner with Grant had been the first time I’d eaten out in months, and it sort of felt like they were starting to spoil me.
“Yes, we’re going there straight from here. I hope you’re hungry,” Asher confirms.
As I rush through closing, eager to get out of here, I can’t keep the smile off my face knowing I get to go out with all three of them.
I know it’s not a date, and we’re all just wearing our Iron Oaks shirts, but it was still exciting to do something new, especially when it was with these three amazing guys.
It doesn’t take long until we arrive at a cute British publocated just off Main Street. As soon as I’m seated, my eyes widen at all the food options.
“I recommend the Yorkshires,” Leo says as I peruse the menu.
“Personally, I like the fish and chips,” Grant tells me.
I glance over at Asher and ask, “What’s your favorite?”
