Page 81 of Nick and Noel's Christmas Playlist

“Believe me, I’ve been called worse tonight and I don’t need you to defend my honor.”

“What are you talking about? By who?”

Noel didn’t know if Nick noticed his hands drifted over her hips, but she couldn’t ignore the heat of his palms through her jeans. She swallowed, resisting the urge to press her hips against him.

“Noel? Who called you names?”

“Amber. She was talking about Gabby behind her back and we got into it in the lady’s bathroom.”

Nick leaned his head back against the floor, closing his eyes with a groan. “Why does so much drama always occur in women’s restrooms? It’s a theme in every chick flick I’ve ever seen.”

“Because art imitates life?”

“So how did it escalate from there?”

Noel didn’t answer right away, listening to Trip’s diatribe of her transgressions against him. When he started shouting about her giving him blue balls she cursed.

“Please tell me about the altercation with Amber so I don’t have to listen to him bitch about your sexcapades. I don’t know how much more I can take.”

Funny how Nick sounded almost jealous, making Noel’s body warm. He still hadn’t seemed to notice she was practically straddling him. Or maybe he had and was trying to behave.

“She called me a slut, which is a little hard to defend right now with my ex-fuck buddy screaming about me leaving him hanging. Then she said I wasn’t good enough for you.”

“Wait how did it go from shit talking Gabby to me?”

“Because she isn’t over you and I’m into you. Pretty much a guarantee every fight we have is going to end up coming back to you.”

Nick’s face broke out in a wide grin.

“So, on a scale of one to ten, how into me are you?”

Noel shook her head, fighting a smile. “If I answer this question, will you shut up?”

“Yep.”

“One hundred thousand billion trillion infinity can’t keep my hands to myself or even think about you without wanting to kiss you. Does that answer your question?”

He frowned up at her, but she caught the sparkle of amusement in his brown eyes. “Honestly, no. I asked for a number between one and ten. You need to follow directions.”

Noel burst out laughing, snapping her mouth closed when she realized how loud it was.

“I’m pretty sure he didn’t hear that,” Nick said.

“Will you shut up?”

“Rude and not the way you should talk to someone you like a hundred bil—”

Noel slanted her lips across his to keep him quiet, but the minute his hand came up to cradle the back of her head, she forgot why she was kissing him. Only how much she’d missed doing it. The heat of his skin burned through her long-sleeved shirt, arousing her nipples until they poked against the cups of her bra.

Nick flipped them over, coming out on top. Taking control. Incredibly hot and not something she usually let guys get away with, but she trusted Nick with every part of herself.

Her eyes nearly rolled up in her head when he kissed her neck, nibbling his way to the soft spot beneath her ear. Noel’s hands gripped his shoulders, moaning when he rolled her earlobe between his lips. For a guy with limited experience, he sure knew how to make a girl melt.

In the distance, she could vaguely hear the banging and angry shouts, another door opening and someone yelling about calling the police. But then Nick’s hand cradled her breast, squeezing it, chasing away the background noise. Kneading her until she panted, wrapping her legs around his waist. For weeks she’d fantasized about Nick touching her like this and she wanted to get closer, with nothing between them.

Nick’s mouth took hers again, his tongue diving in and exploring her, tasting. Lighting fires in her with every tempting brush. She rubbed herself against his front, dying to have him inside her. Her hand went between them, sliding below the elastic of his sweats and wrapping around his cock. Noel released a sigh as she stroked him, catching his moan in her mouth.

Suddenly, he wrenched away from her, hovering on his hands above her. Her legs still locking him to her, Noel’s hand clasped around his dick, staring up into his dark gaze. His rapid breathing didn’t slow and when she slipped her thumb over the head of him, he shuddered, catching her hand.

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