Page 275 of Santa Daddies
A shiver ran through her as her body heated. He’d spent half the night making love to her and her body still wanted more.
It was crazy.
“Come here, my girl.” He turned her and took her mouth in a passionate kiss. “Say it.”
She knew what he wanted. “I love you.”
“Fuck, yes, you do. And I love you too.” He kissed her again. When he drew back, he lightly smacked her ass which was still stinging.
“Hey! Rude.” She pouted at him as he chuckled.
“Now, what were you thinking about?” he asked.
“I was thinking about putting the lights on the tree.” She was wearing one of her Christmas sweaters today. She’d bought a couple on her travels after leaving George. This one was red with a large reindeer on the front.
“Absolutely not,” he told her firmly.
“But—”
“Joey is going to be here soon. He and Lochlan are coming up to help with the tree decoration.”
“Oh. That’s good. Lochlan? The lawyer?”
“Hmm. Yep.”
“That’s good. I can’t wait to see the lights on it.”
“Then you can help decorate it. But you are not going up the ladder. Let Joey and Lochlan do that.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“That’s my good girl. Now, how would you like to bake some cookies while we wait for them?”
“Yay!”
She’d just finished icing a batch of cookies when the front door slammed open and Joey strode in with a frown on his face.
“Hello to you too,” Anson said dryly from where he sat on the chair next to her. They’d been icing the cookies at the dining table because it was easier for him to sit there than at the island.
“What?” Joey grumbled.
“I said hello,” Anson told him.
“Want a cookie?” she asked, holding one up to him as he strode over. “They’re good.”
Amusement filled Joey’s mouth. “I can see that. You’ve got icing here.” He pointed at a corner of his mouth.
She reached up and wiped at the corner of her own mouth. How mortifying.
“And here. And here.” He pointed to different parts of her face.
“Stop teasing her, Joey,” Anson told him, but there was a smirk on his face. “You’re fine, baby.”
She gave Joey a mock-glare. How rude.
“Where’s Lochlan?” Anson asked. “I thought you were bringing him up with you?”
“Well, I didn’t.” Joey scowled. She didn’t think she’d ever seen him look this upset. “He’s a jerk and I left him down the mountain.”
