Page 55 of Another Christmas from Hell

God, what the hell was he thinking?

“You’re selling Thomas House to me early?” Bryce asked, forcing himself to focus on the only thing that should matter.

“No, but we’re going to let you start working on it,” Rory said, sounding thoughtful as she looked around, taking in the large office that would one day be hers.

“And why is that?” Bryce asked because he knew his sister well enough to know that she was up to something.

“Well, given the way that you couldn’t keep your eyes off Cayley last night, we figured that it would probably be for the best if you started working on the house as soon as possible so that it was ready in time,” Rory murmured innocently.

“I’m not planning on keeping the house. As soon as it’s done, I’m flipping it and moving on,” Bryce said, shrugging it off as he moved to measure the remaining space on the wall.

“What about Cayley?” Rory asked, making him go still before he forced himself to get back to work as he told her the truth.

“She’s better off without me.”

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I wouldn’t dothat if I were you.

Frowning, Cayley read the text message one more time before she shifted her attention back to the sandwich that she was about to eat and-

You’ll regret it.

-once again found herself glancing up at the large man glaring at her.

“Why are you texting me?” Cayley asked, watching as Sean, who’d narrowed his eyes on her in the last twenty seconds, reached over and grabbed her sandwich.

Never taking his eyes off her, Sean took a big bite of her sandwich as he glanced down at his phone and typed something with his thumb. A few seconds later, there was another chime, drawing her attention back down to her phone and-

I’m no longer speaking with you.

-sighed heavily as she glanced up just in time to watch Sean help himself to her drink. When she reached for her chips, he snatched them off her desk with a glare. “Do you really need to be in here to tell me this?” Cayley asked, shaking her head in disgust as she opened her bottom desk drawer to grab her backup lunch, only to sigh heavily when another chime drew her attention back to her phone.

I ate it to help me get through the trauma that you put me through last night.

“What trauma?” Cayley asked, once again sighing heavily as she closed her desk drawer to find him glaring at her before shifting his attention back to his phone and-

I heard the deeply disturbing noises coming from Bryce’s apartment last night.

“I see,” Cayley murmured, clearing her throat as she shifted in her chair and found herself smiling when she thought about last night. The way that Bryce touched her and kissed her…

She hadn’t been able to get enough of him.

After the most intense orgasm that she’d ever had in her life left her struggling to catch her breath, Bryce kissed her, gently pushing her hair out of her face while he’d waited for her body to stop trembling before he picked her up and carried her into his bathroom where they took a shower. They’d taken their time washing each other’s bodies and when they were done, Bryce pulled her into his arms and kissed her until the hot water ran out and they were forced to turn the shower off.

That led to Bryce taking his time drying her off with a towel while sneaking kisses until finally, he dropped the towel on the floor and picked her up, carrying her back to the bed where they spent the rest of the night kissing and slowly caressing each other’s bodies until that wasn’t enough and she found herself reaching between their bodies and wrapping her hand around him.

Just thinking about the groan that he’d made when she ran her hand over him…

A small chime broke into her thoughts and had her once again looking down at her phone and shaking her head in disgust when she read the text message reminding her that Sean wasn’t talking to her.

“Why are you in my office?” Cayley asked as she-

To glare.

“Can’t you do that from another room?” she asked, glancing back up to watch Sean finish her soda and move on to her chips.

When he only continued glaring at her, Cayley grumbled, “I give up,” as she shifted to her left, opened her bottom desk drawer to grab her bag and-

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