Their Merry Little Christmas (Love Square) (3 page)

“Care to share?”

Her eyes blink, like she’s trying to remember what she was talking about. I desperately want to laugh at her whenever she blanks out like that, but I fear it’s a residual side effect of the attack and not just her being cute.

“Sorry. Right, well know how we were going to go to Colorado to spend Christmas with my parents?” I nod and she continues. “Well I talked to them today, and they are going to drive out here instead.”

I sit back in my chair, both confused and elated with these turn of events. Meeting her parents for the first time will be a lot easier on my home turf. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous about it. Honestly, I’m downright terrified. I know for a fact they weren’t keen on my history with Brooke or the fact that I’m a police officer and have a “dangerous job.”

“How come?” I ask curiously.

“Well, I couldn’t see spending Christmas without Emma and the girls. Besides I think the girls would have been extremely sad to not have you there. For some odd and strange reason, they seem to worship the ground you walk on,” she says cheekily.

Leave it to Kara to think about the girls
’ and my feelings and what me not being at Christmas would do to them. She really is something else. I know she was excited to go home and show me where she came from. Her doing this means the world to me. I really was a little upset about not getting to see the girls’ faces on Christmas morning.

I lean over and kiss her long and hard.
“Thank you,” I say against her lips with as much sincerity as I can put in those two words.

“It was nothing really. My parents will be in town a week before Christmas so they’ll stay here before we head to Pennsylvania. And Emma’s already worked out the sleeping arrangements for her house.”

“You’re too good to be true.” I reach down and pull her chair closer to mine. “I think I owe you some sexy time in order to show you my appreciation.”

Her hands run up under my shirt, scorching my skin, as a look of pure lust crosses her face.
“You do. I’ve been a very, very good girl and should be aptly rewarded.”

Her teasing words are my undoing. I practically pounce on her, tackling her to
the floor and pulling her shirt off. Her bra joins the shirt on the floor, allowing me to feast on her luscious breasts. My tongue circles the tips, making them pucker and beg for more attention. My fingers lightly stroke her under the waistband of her jeans, and her legs shift restlessly wanting more.

Ever the impatient one, my girl reaches down to undo her jeans and shimmy them down her legs. When her movements interrupt my ministrations, I release her breast and help pull her pants off. I toss them ove
r my shoulder and spread her legs. I settle between them and nuzzle her inner thigh. The scent of her arousal fills my nostrils, making me crave a taste of her. My thumbs spread her wide, and my tongue runs teasingly along her skin and around her clit. I insert my tongue in her pussy and her legs clamp around my shoulders.

“Don’t stop. Oh, please. Don’t stop,” she begs as my tongue flickers rapidly over her clit and I insert a finger into her hot and silky cunt.

I work my finger in and out of her slowly and match the rhythm with the flicks of my tongue. When her breathing is labored and her legs are trembling, I flatten my tongue against her clit and insert a second finger, stretching her wide. A simple crook of my fingers against her g-spot sends her into orbit. Her hands latch onto my hair, and her legs stiffen. My name tumbles from her lips over and over again, making me feel like king of the world.

I sit back on my knees and pull my shirt over my head. Next my fingers work swiftly on my jeans. Once I
’m naked, I reach for Kara. She surprises me though by rolling on her stomach and sticking her ass enticingly in the air.

“I want you to take me from behind. I need you hard and deep tonight. I’ve been fantasizing about it for days. I hate when you put in a lot of hours at work and I don’t get to see you.”

My cock twitches and my balls tighten with her words, combined with the sight of her with her chest to the floor and her ass up in the air. She doesn’t need to ask me twice.

Not wasting any time, I grab he
r hips and slam into her with one fast movement. My fingers dance up and down her spine as I take a moment to enjoy being buried balls deep in the sweetest pussy I’ve ever had. Ever the saucy minx, Kara rocks forward and slams back into me. I clench my muscles and grab her hips again before plunging in and out fast and hard – giving her exactly what she wanted.

“Fuck, baby. I’m not going to last long tonight,” I grit out, knowing that I’m too primed to have a marathon session of sex.

“Mmm… ungh… oh…” Kara releases a bunch of nonsensical words. And that’s when I realize her hand is working feverishly between her legs.

Damn that
’s fucking sexy.

I adjust the angle of my hips so that I
’m driving into her deeper. The added friction I get from that change has my control disintegrating. I lose all concept of reality as my animal instincts take over, and I plow into her savagely.

Kara starts convulsing underneath me, and her pussy sucks me in over and over with her release. My balls tighten in answer, and my
spine stiffens straight as a rod. A shout leaves my lips as I come deep inside her. Idly, my hand strokes over her ass cheeks as my brain attempts to unscramble itself.

Mind-blowing. Each and every damn time with her is like an out of body experience. I d
on’t know what I did to be this damn lucky.

Sam

“Come on, baby,” I murmur as I straighten the strap of the diaper bag on my shoulder and grip Tessa’s hand tighter. Now that she’s walking it is so hard to get her to let me carry her. Most times I don’t mind it, but today I’m running late to meet Aiden for lunch. I detest being late, even if it is just for lunch with my husband. It sends the message that your time is more important than theirs when you’re late. However, I had promised the girls in his office holiday cookies, and then got stuck waiting for the last batch to cool before I could package them. Aiden might have eaten a few too many between Saturday and today. I threatened to cut him off from sex if he didn’t stop messing with my cookies. That quickly curbed his behavior.

“Wawawoopsie mommy!” Tessa shrieks and starts struggling against my hold. I turn to see that five feet back, her doll lies on the floor. Crocodile tears start pouring down her cheeks.

Shit.

“Go get her, baby.” I release her hand and watch as her little legs run towards her doll. She picks Jewel up and cradles her in her arms and kisses her head. God, she’s so damn cute.

“Come on. We have to go get daddy.”

Tessa
’s eyes widen, and a smile graces her face. Her tears are long since forgotten at the mention of Aiden. She runs back to me, grabbing my hand.

“Good girl,” I murmur with a smile on my face. I push open the glass door to the office of McGee, Smith, Rodman & Associates and am greeted by the receptionist Penny.

“Mrs. Parker! How are you? Oh and you brought darling Tessa with you!” My smile widens as she scurries out from behind the desk.

“Hi Penny. Could you take these for me?” I point to the bag with the packages of cookies in it that hangs from my arm with the diaper bag.

Tessa takes my distraction as the perfect opportunity to run towards the hall where Aiden’s office is. Penny grabs the bag as I turn to chase after my speed demon daughter. When I round the corner into Aiden’s office, I stop dead in my tracks. Aiden scooches his chair further back from the desk and picks up a babbling Tessa. But that isn’t what has me frozen to my spot in the doorway. No… the culprit for that is a shapely, attractive woman wearing a tight, white blouse with cleavage spilling out and a tight, red skirt. She’s sitting on the edge of Aiden’s desk – close to him – with her long, attractive legs crossed in his direction.

What the hell did I just walk in on?

The woman in question tosses her long, black hair over her shoulder and grins a catty grin at me, before turning to ooh and ah over Tessa.

“Aiden,” my voice betrays my displeaswithe in the situation. Damn it. I don’t want to be one of those women. Especially given my history.

“Hi, honey. Have you met Rocky? She’s the new architect McGee hired,” he gestures over to the woman who has that catty grin on her face again.

This is Rocky? Unless she has it tucked up real good, there is no way Rocky sports a dick. I feel foolish for assuming he
’s been taking late night calls from and spending days off with a man, when all along it’s been this… this woman.

My blood boils knowing I
’m going to have to be polite to her. It goes against every one of my instincts to be nice right now.

“Hello. I’m Samantha,” I graciously introduce myself to her and pretend that she isn’t attempting to flash my husband her boobs and legs right in front of me.

“Pleasure to meet you, Samantha. I’ve heard a lot about you.” She stands and walks over to where Aiden has now joined me. She rests her hand on his arm and leans subtly towards him. “I’ll just be going. We can finish our discussion later.”

Her words ooze innuendo, and I have visions of dragging her out of the room b
y her hair and throwing her down a flight of stairs.

“Sure, no problem,” Aiden responds, not paying attention to her now that Tessa is wriggling to get down.

I watch in shock as she struts – yes, struts – out of his office on four inch heels and down the hall. My body is reverberating with pure, unadulterated rage. My first instinct is to lash out at Aiden for being so damn inappropriate and putting himself in a precarious position, but that would be hypocritical of me… wouldn’t it?

“What’s wrong?” Aiden asks. His head is cocked to the side, and he is studying me intently.

“Nothing,” I lie and turn to gather Tessa. “You ready to go?”

“We can leave once you stop trying to bullshit me. Your face is pale and you look like you’re ready to spit nails.”

Well, I guess I’m going to be forced to do this…

“I cannot believe I walked in here to find you cozied up with that woman on your desk!” I realize my voice is rising, so I walk over and close his door. No one needs to witness this show.

“First of all, I don’t know what you are talking about. She just wanted to bounce some design ideas she had off of me. Rocky’s friendly, that’s all.” He shrugs and I want to throw something at his head for being so obtuse. “Second of all, hello pot… meet kettle! I can’t believe you are acting like this.”

“Oh, that’s rich! Throw my mistakes in my face, why don’t you? She practically rubbed against you like a cat in heat!” I sputter indignantly.

“She did not! That’s just crazy talk. Listen… I didn’t mean to throw the past in your face, but even you have to admit you are being a bit hypocritical right now. You need to trust me.”

I drop my head in defeat and pinch the bridge of my nose. I can feel the tears start to prick the back of my eyes. If Aiden were to stray, it would be nothing less
than what I deserve. There is no way I can compete with ‘Miss No Cellulite.’ She is dressed like a Porsche while I’m standing here dressed like a Honda, in jeans and an oversized sweater. No man wants an old, reliable car when he can drive a flashy, fast machine. Shit… I probably have animal crackers stuck in my hair still! That’s not attractive!

Gah! I can
’t believe this is happening! I can’t compete with that!

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. You have absolutely nothing to worry about. Rocky is just overly friendly. I promise you there is nothing going on with her. She knows I’m married. You’re just being paranoid.” Aiden tries to appease me, but he falls flat with that last statement.

“Paranoid?” I ask quietly. He’d be an idiot not to pick up on my displeasure right now.

“Okay… maybe that was a poor choice of words. I just meant you should trust me. You’re reading into this more than you should.”

Tears fill my eyes, and I want to run and hide so he doesn’t see them. Damn hormones!

“Awww… Don’t cry,” he croons in my ear as he wraps me up in his strong, lean arms. His touch calms me and I quickly stifle my tears.

“You okay?” He leans back and assesses my face. I nod my head in answer to his question.

“Good. Let’s grab ‘wild thing’ over here and go get some lunch.” He points over to his desk. I laugh at the sight of Tessa with the wastebasket tipped over and papers everywhere. She sure knows the most quick and efficient ways to make a mess.

After we pick up the mess and grab our things, I square my shoulders and follow Aiden out of his office. We stop at his boss, McGee’s, office and I kiss the man’s cheek when he stands to greet us. Tessa rests on my hip and leans in to copy my movements. The old grinch’s eyes light up and his wrinkled, hard face actually breaks out into a grin. I swear I haven’t seen him grin in years. It’s a Christmas miracle!

“She’s quite the darling,” he grumbles and walks back to his desk. “You take care now.”

Well… I guess we’ve been dismissed.

“Merry Christmas!” I call out as I leave his office.

Next stop is at Diane’s desk. Diane is the secretary for all the partners. She is sixty, yet looks like she’s forty. I could only hope to look half as good as she does when I’m her age. I’m convinced that she and Rodman have something going on. Aiden says he has never seen them be inappropriate, but the heated looks they give each other when they think no one is watching is quite obvious.

“Thank you so much for the cookies!” Diane exclaims exuberantly. “You’re a doll!”

After visiting for a few minutes, Aiden takes Tessa down the hall to play with the toys that Penny keeps in her desk.

“So what’s bothering you,” Diane asks with concern in her eyes.

“How did you know?”

“You look tired and stressed out, dear. You can tell me if you want. It won’t go past these walls.” She rests her hands on mine and encourages me to open up to her. Diane is the mother I wish I had. I tell her everything… within reason of course.

“What do you know about this Rocky chick?” I ask and feel my face flame with embarrassment. I don’t want people to think I can’t keep my husband satisfied.

“Oh, her,” Diane’s voice falls flat and the concern on her face intensifies. “I wouldn’t trust her if I were you. She’s been sniffing around the men in this office something fierce. If I were twenty or thirty years younger, I’d take her down a peg or two.”

My stomach twists at her warning. This is what I was afraid of. Aiden might be oblivious to her intentions, but she made them quite clear to me with her behavior earlier in his office.

“She calls him late at night and he went out to meet her at a site last weekend on his day off. I didn’t realize she was a woman until I met her today. I walked in on her sitting on his desk. She was practically in his lap and then she had the nerve to touch him in front of me.” I seethe at the memory.

Diane’s hand squeezes mine gently. “Aiden has never shown her any attention outside of being professional and friendly.”

I know her words are meant to reassure, but I
’m all too familiar with what can happen when temptation is dangled in front of you. My imagination races with images of her stripping for him in his office and him caving at the sight of a beautiful, naked woman in front of him. Tears well up in my eyes. I can’t curse my hormones enough today.

“Honey, don’t cry. Will it make you feel better if I keep an eye on things for you?” She hands me a tissue, and I wipe my tears before blowing my nose.

“Would you?” I ask sheepishly. I know I shouldn’t be dragging Diane into my insecurities, but it will make me feel better.

“Sure thing, hon. Now go find that sexy husband of yours and get out of here. Penny already passed out the cookies to everyone, so there’s no need to linger. Go and enjoy yourself!”

I stand and hug her, thankful for having a woman like her in my life. My own mother never would have been able to make me feel better. She would have told me to hire a private detective to catch him having an affair and then divorce his ass and take him for all he’s worth.
Such wisdom she possesses…

Aiden and Tessa are in his friend Ben
’s office when I finally locate them.

“Hey, Ben!” I greet him with a hug. You’d think Aiden and Ben were related with how similar they look, but they’ve been friends since elementary school.

“You look as beautiful as ever, Sam,” he kisses my cheek and winks at me.

“You’re such a smooth talker. I’m going to have to warn Charlotte!” I say referring to Ben’s wife. When I perch myself on Aiden’s lap, he grips my hips and makes me yelp.

“Will you stop?” My stomach grumbles and I place my hand over my belly.

“We should probably get going so we can feed that beast in your belly,” Aiden announces with a laugh and pushes me off his lap before standing.

“Let me just kiss my goddaughter,” Ben says, bending down to pick up Tessa. She nuzzles into his neck and gives him a big hug.

“See you later,” we call out as we leave the office. Thankfully, I didn’t have to see that floozy bitch again.