I shake my head and move closer. “Sebastian, I pulled away because I was worried I wouldn’t follow my own rule of slow. I was enjoying the feeling of your hands on me way too much. You’ve done nothing wrong.”
He grins at me and moves so he’s standing right in front of me. “Good.”
I shake my head, unable to fight my smile. “Full of yourself now, are you?”
“Let’s just say glad.”
I do something I never thought I’d be able to do. I go up on my tiptoes and peck his lips before returning to our partial snowman.
FIFTEEN
SEBASTIAN
I’m grinning like an idiot, and I know it. I never thought I’d get a casual kiss from Annalise Reid, but that’s exactly what just happened. I’m on cloud nine as we work together to build the snowman she insisted we make. As she pats the head of the finished snowman, I pull a carrot out of my pocket and hand it to her. She smiles as she takes it and shoves it smack-dab in the middle of his head with a force that has me laughing.
She fake glares at me, and I laugh harder. I watch as she bends down and fills her hands with snow, turning it into a ball, and I start backing away, still smiling and laughing. She pulls her arm back and launches it at me, hitting me in the chest.
“You’re on, Lise,” I call, and she giggles as she turns and starts running towards the trees. She doesn’t make it all the way before I’ve thrown a snowball at her and get her in the back. She stumbles but keeps herself up before spinning and facing me, shock filling her face.
“Come and get me, Lise.”
I turn and make my way towards the back of the house. I hear the crunch of snow behind me as she follows. I’m much taller and my legs are longer, so I’m not worried about her catching up to me, but that doesn’t stop her from hitting me in the backof the head with a snowball. Her laugh carries through the trees. I fill my hands with more snow and turn, looking for her, she’s not directly behind me, but off to the left, making her way closer to the house as though she can use it as a shield. I launch the snowball high in the air. She smirks like I’m an idiot and going to completely miss, but it starts to fall, and the smirk is wiped right off her face as it hits her in the shoulder.
I use her moment of shock to turn and slip around the back corner of the house, pressing myself against the wood. I steady my breathing, listening for her approach. She’s coming slowly, doing what she can to make as little noise as possible, but I still hear her. When I know she’s right on the other side, I jump out. She spins, but I still manage to wrap my arms around her middle, pulling her close to me.
My fingers press into her sides, and she leans into me, laughing. I press my lips against her temple and whisper, “I said come and get me.”
“I guess you won, then,” she says through her laugh.
She’s relaxed into me, my arms wrapped around her. I love how natural it feels to have her in my arms, but I’m not going to let that stop me from having some fun with her. I lean back, picking her up, her legs kicking as she squeals, and I toss her into the snow. I start running past her, knowing she’s going to want her revenge, and she gets it. Before I can fully pass her, she grabs my ankle mid-air and I go falling face-first into the snow.
She hollers as I roll over. She climbs over me, straddling my hips, her grin blinding. “You said to come and get you. I got you.”
I’m stunned speechless as I stare up at her. Her toque askew, her hair full of snow, and her cheeks pink from the cold. She looks absolutely stunning. Her smile has her glowing, and I revel in the sight of her. My hands find her hips and sit there, and her laugh subsides as she stares at me, grinning.
It isn’t until the snow is seeping through my jacket and I feel my back getting wet that I finally say, “We should head inside and warm up.”
She doesn’t move right away, licking her lips as she looks down at me. I laugh, shaking my head, and she gets up. I stand and brush the snow off me as best as I can, collecting a small portion before dropping it down the back of Lise’s shirt and running to the house, stomping my boots clean as she follows.
Inside, I immediately start a fire as she runs upstairs to change into some dry clothes. She comes down in pyjamas like a freaking tease. The silk shorts are loose but just barely cover her ass, while the tank top is fitted in the chest, showing her hard nipples as they press against the fabric, and loose underneath.
My mouth is dry as I stare at her, and she smirks.
“Lise,” I barely manage to get out through the scratch in my throat.
“You wanted to play dirty, Bash. I can play dirty.”
I don’t know what to focus on, her use of the nickname she hasn’t called me in years or the fact that she’s willing to play dirty. She moves to sit on the couch, and I swear the little brat pushes her chest out even more as she does. I’m hard just from this. I want nothing more than to spread her legs on that couch and fucking feast on her. To learn just how good she tastes.
A groan catches in my throat as I tip my head back and close my eyes. After a deep breath, I push up from the floor, ready to match her energy. I grab a change of clothes from my bag and head into the washroom.
SIXTEEN
ANNALISE
Sebastian doesn’t play fair one bit. In an effort to get him back for the snow down the back of my shirt, I thought I’d tease him with pyjamas that left little to the imagination. What does the fucker do in response? He comes out of the washroom in a pair of grey sweatpants—obviously not wearing any underwear under them—and a form-fitting black T-shirt. I swear my eyes bug out of my head when he struts out.
“Game or movie?” he asks.
