Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22303 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22303 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
“You don’t know the half of it, sweetheart,” I mutter. The need to put Alejandro in his place has my blood boiling.
“I’m sure I do, and while I love that you’re ready to go alpha male and drag your knuckles on the ground. he’s not worth it, and honestly, neither am I.” My body locks up. I’m pissed as fuck that she could feel that way. Right here, right now, I make a silent promise to tear down whatever kind of bullshit is built up in her head for her to even think like that.
“You’re worth a thousand times more than you know, Noelle.” My mouth moves from her hand to the shell of her ear.
“Hey, do want to get out of here?” She asks, I pull back from her neck, needing to see her eyes. I’m pretty sure the whole reason for coming to this holiday party in the first place was for her parents.
“Fuck yeah, as long as it involves worshipping your body the entire night, I’m ready for anything.” I’m well aware she’s avoiding the conversation. I’ll table it for now.
“Good, because I think this party is going to take a turn for the worse. Thank God Antonio and Gabriella took Isabella up to their room while we were in the restroom.” Her eyes are glued over my shoulder. I move us in a manner where my hand remains on her lower back, her hand still in mine, and I’m walking us off the dance floor.
“Oh Christ, I see what you mean.” There on Santa’s lap is Noelle’s mom. “Is that your dad?” I ask.
“I’m afraid so. My poor eyes will never be the same. I heard about this happening last year, but I must have left before it happened. God, seeing Mamá on Papá’s lap is one thing, seeing him dressed up as Santa while doing so?” She does a pretend shiver of her body, and I smirk. It seems her parents may be hard asses, but to the root of them, they like to let loose. “Yikes, there are things a daughter should not witness.”
“Sweetheart, everybody needs a Santa Daddy in their life,” I say with a laugh. She smacks my chest.
“Easton, don’t ever say that again. It’s bad enough I need bleach for my eyes. Now I’m never going to get that term out of my head. What if that were your parents doing the absolute most? Ugh, no wonder Antonio tells me the exact time to leave these parties. Too bad I didn’t get a text tonight. He probably thought we left.”
“Maybe we should have stayed in the restroom a bit longer,” I tease.
“Maybe you should take me home and continue what we started.” This is twice now she’s made this suggestion. Clearly, Noelle is not messing around she knows what she wants, and that want is me.
“Think it’d cause a stir if I tossed you over my shoulder and carried you out?”
“There’s only one way to find out.” Game fucking on. I turn into her body and duck down, shoulder meeting her stomach, and I’ve got her right where I want her. My hand on her ass, hers clutching my waist, with a shit ton of people looking.
“Easton!” Yeah, we just gained all the attention. I only hope that fuckwit Alejandro is watching. I’m going to make Antonio well aware of Noelle’s ex-boyfriend and the way he talked about her in the bathroom. Then I’m going to dismantle that ass piece by piece, slowly leak things out, probably through social media. Enough money and a guy in IT can have his posts easily switched from only friends to public. With that thought in mind, I march out of the banquet room knowing I’m about to get another piece of Noelle tonight. And one day soon, I’m going to have to thank Justin for bailing on his date because she’ll never be his or anyone else’s date again.
Chapter 11
Easton
One dance, that’s all we made it through after leaving the bathroom. We hit the dance floor because neither of us was hungry. Luckily, Noelle told me she didn’t want to be there, and I had no problem seeing us to the door without being noticed by anyone important. She texted her sister-in-law, then we were headed back to her place.
“Jesus, Noelle.” She’s lying on her bed, completely naked, and I’m ripping off the remainder of my suit as fast as possible. It’s a wonder we made it to her room as it is. She had no problem trying to climb up my body the minute we were parked in her driveway.
“Easton, please stop teasing me,” she purrs. I take the last piece of clothing off, my cock flexing against my abdomen as my pants drop to the ground. I smirk. She’s impatient as fuck, and while I’d love to draw this out, I’m done waiting.