Page 44 of The Holidays with Dr. Mitchell
I inhaled sharply when Jake’s fingers slid into my wet entrance, which was throbbing and aching for him, and I suddenly couldn’t care less about the plans he and Collin had conjured.
I’d heard enough to know that Jim and his friends would be participating in holiday activities instead of being on their laptops, and that was good enough for me. The CEOs, whoneverleft their laptops shut for a day, would be thrown into whateverChristmas revelry Jake and Collin could pull out of their asses, which meant we were about to be entertained for the holidays in a whole new way.
CHAPTER 24
Ash
My heart was full, and my sexual appetite was satiated by the time we arrived at the massive cabin-style home where we were to spend our Christmas holiday. The train experience was unbelievable, and now, we were spoiled beyond words in the luxury of this home with the most magnificent views of the Swiss Alps.
“Well? What do you think so far?” Avery asked, peeking from around the other side of Jim.
I leaned into Jake, who had his arm lovingly around my waist, and smiled as if I was on my honeymoon. Jake and Jim—although I knew the brothers were ready to battle it out somehow after the Maldives incident—both seemed to lay their weapons down for the moment and indulge themselves in the serenity of the atmosphere surrounding the majestic home nestled perfectly in the hillside.
“I’m honestly at a loss for words at this point,” I chuckled. “I mean, after being in the Maldives and now whisked awayto Santa’s dreamland, I don’t think I could ask for a more charming, old-world start to Christmas.”
Jake’s arm squeezed me gently, allowing me to glance up at his handsome face to see a smile of adoration.
“Well, we haven’t kicked off Christmas just yet, angel,” he said, glancing over to Jim and then back to me. “Trust me, your holiday spirit is about to turn into something that the Hallmark Channel would be jealous of.”
“Well,” I said, smiling but feeling nagged about missing my kids and wishing they were experiencing all this.
“Well, what?” Avery asked.
“I don’t know. I didn’t want to say anything because I appreciate all this time alone with Jake and all of you. But?—”
“You miss the children?” Jim spoke with a hint of humor.
“I just can’t help it.”
Jake chuckled. “You’re a perfect wife, and the best mother our kids could ask for, baby,” he said as we walked through the atrium, then turned me to face him. “And this is where your first Christmas wish comes true.”
As if this part was rehearsed, our kids, my dad, and stepmom appeared from a side door.
The rest of our friends who had followed us were filtering in around us, their kids bouncing down the stairs, but all that faded when I saw John and Kaley with my dad and Carmen.
“Merry Christmas, babe,” Avery said, holding onto her youngest daughter, Izzy, while their oldest daughter, Addy, gave Jim the biggest bear hug a daughter could offer her father. Jim had adopted Addy when she was five, and the amount of love and affection between them went as deep as their bond.
It was an enchanting, picture-perfect moment, and tears filled my eyes as I hugged my excited son and watched as Kaley leaped into her dad’s arms.
“You flew our family out for this?” I finally asked Avery as Carmen and Dad showered us with hugs.
“We did. Merry Christmas, everyone!” Jim announced as if he’d just saved Christmas for everyone across the world.
“Merry Christmas, indeed,” Jake said, clasping his hand on his brother’s shoulder. “This is amazing, man. I’ll give you that.”
Jim turned while all the kids joined up and ran off through a side door as if they owned the place. “So? All is forgiven, then?” he said, rocking back on his heels and sliding his hands into his trouser pockets.
Jake chuckled, and in true-to-form fashion, his daring expression reappeared.
“The best part,” Jake started while the group of friends gathered around, “is that you will never know, big brother, but I promise you this: youwillfind out.”
“Jake,” Nat interrupted, and she and Spencer joined us, “I think everyone should lay their differences aside and enjoy spending Christmas together in the most beautiful place?—”
“Listen to you, Nat,” Collin said, joining where the group was forming to find out whether Collin and Jake were going to relax and enjoy Christmas or screw with all the people who had a hand in their previous discomfort. “You never talk like this. One might believe you were prompted by your husband to encourage Jake and me to lay down our swords so all of you can sleep well every night we share this home.”
I eyed Laney, rolling her eyes at her husband’s taunts. If there were two people who knew our husbands would not let it end well, it was us.
“Ah,” Jake said, seeing the group of CEOs eye each other with concern, “no one thought about that, did they? Sharing the home with me and Collin after you screwed with us in a practically inhumane way?”
