Page 49 of Another Christmas from Hell

CHAPTER26

“What the hell are you doing?” Bryce demanded as she grabbed her cellphone off the kitchen island and-

Sighed when she found herself placed on the edge of her kitchen island and her phone plucked out of her hand and placed on the kitchen island. That was followed by Bryce, who was back to glaring, she’d like to point out, coming closer until he was standing between her legs as he placed his hands on the kitchen island on either side of her hips, effectively blocking her in.

“I have no problem pissing your brother off,” Cayley managed to get out, calling his bluff, and she knew damn well that he was bluffing.

His eyes narrowed on her seconds before he reached over and picked her phone up and handed it to her. “Fine.”

Nodding, Cayley said, “I’ll do it.”

“Then, do it,” Bryce said, pulling his arms back so that he could cross them over his impressive chest while she sat there, struggling against the urge to wince because she really wasn’t sure that this was a good idea.

“I would, I really would,” Cayley said with a helpless shrug, following that up with a heartfelt sigh before adding, “but I don’t think that I can really do that, not when you haven’t answered my questions yet.”

“You haven’t asked me anything yet,” Bryce pointed out, not really looking like he was planning on backing off anytime soon, which may end up being a problem since she really didn’t feel like looking over her shoulder for the rest of her life.

God, Sean was going to kill her…

“Fine, then let’s get started,” Cayley said with a firm nod as she shifted to get more comfortable.

“Let’s,” Bryce said dryly.

When she only sat there, staring at him as she tried to come up with a way to get out of this, he said, “You’re bluffing.”

“Am I, though?” Cayley asked with a pitying look that was met with a pointed look down at her phone.

Telling herself that she wasn’t afraid of her best friend, Cayley cleared her throat, prayed that he was sleeping so that she could erase the message before he had a chance to see this. Swallowing hard, she looked down at her phone as she willed her fingers to work and typedYour brother is my favorite,before holding it up for Bryce to see.

Bryce didn’t even bother to look at it as he pointed out, “You didn’t send it.”

“Are we really back to this?” Cayley asked with a sad shake of her head as she put her phone back down and-

Oh, God…

“Ask away,” the man that reached over and pressed Send said, effectively ensuring that his brother was going to make her life a living hell.

“Why would you do that?” Cayley mumbled weakly as she grabbed her phone and-

This isn’t going to end well for you.

Not. At. All.

-forgot how to breathe when she saw the text messages waiting for her.

“Because I love tormenting you,” Bryce admitted. “Next question.”

“That wasn’t a question,” Cayley said as Bryce plucked the phone out of her hand and placed it back on the kitchen island.

“It really was, which means that it’s my turn to ask you a question,” Bryce said, making her frown.

“This is my interrogation,” Cayley said, folding her arms over her chest as she glared up at the large bastard that kept changing the rules.

“Are you afraid?” Bryce asked, dropping his hands so that he could place them back on the kitchen island as he leaned in closer and she had to admit that he might be better at this whole intimidation thing.

“Are you?” Cayley asked, cocking a brow in question as she did her best to keep up.

“Terrified,” Bryce murmured as his gaze dropped to her lips.

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