Christmas with the Older Man – Taoo Daddies Read Online Natasha L. Black

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Erotic, Taboo Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 66453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
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Selena slipped away to join me, garnishing the drinks as I poured them.

“Remember how I said last year that it was the best Christmas, and you said–”

“I’m going to make every Christmas the best one you’ve ever had.” I slipped an arm around her, pulling her tight against me. It would take longer to make martinis one-handed, but everyone could wait. “I remember.”

“You were right.” Selena abandoned the rosemary sprig she was trimming and turned into me. Her face was brighter than the Christmas tree lights. I set down the shaker and turned to face her. “I didn’t know it could be this magical.”

I hadn’t known either. I’d sneered at the joie de vivre, so sure it was all bullshit. That everyone was just acting their asses off when they acted like they were in the Christmas spirit, same as I had done for years. This year, though, I felt it. Hell, I felt it all the time. It was just nice to have decorations to go with it.

“Just wait,” I said, thinking about the little velvet box I’d hidden under the tree skirt, the one with the ring inside that had a diamond so bright it would put the Christmas lights to shame. “Every single one is going to be better than the last,” I promised.

I leaned down to kiss her and she melted against me. From the living room, some of the laughter turned to cheering. Bryan shrieked his funny little giggle that cracked us up every time. I felt Selena’s lips curve against mine and laughter building in my own chest.

“Later,” she murmured as we broke apart, and with that promise, we went back to join our family. As we settled in, a familiar song cut through the clamor. I paused, shutting out whatever Marjorie was saying and tuned in. It was the same one that had been playing last year when Selena finally took my heart off the meat hook and said that yes, she’d give me another chance.

Beside me, her hand slipped into mine, squeezed. She remembered too.

It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas.

Damn right it was.

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