Nik gave me a grin, his blue eyes twinkling, as he pointed up at the room’s doorway. “Oh, look! Mistletoe!”
“That wasn’t there earlier,” Bal ground out from what I suspected were tightly clenched teeth.
“Wasn’t it?” Nik did a really poor job of feigning surprise as he casually leaned against the doorway in question. “Keegan has been hanging the stuff all over. You probably just missed seeing it.”
“I did not miss it. I don’t miss things.”
“Well, regardless, you know what that means,” Nik waved his hand between the two of us. “You have to kiss. It’s tradition.”
Why did I get the impression that the mistletoe has magically appeared thanks to Santa?
Kendrick
Past…
Me:I can’t be with an alpha that can’t kiss.
Grumpy Elf:Have you ever thought to start a conversation with hello, how was your day?
Me:Hello. How was your day? I can’t be with an alpha that can’t kiss.
Grumpy Elf:I guess we’re talking about this then. What brought this revelation on?
Me:Not a revelation. It’s a fact. I met an alpha at the club tonight. Tall, good looking, hot body. We danced, flirted, blah blah. Then he kissed me. And it was a no. Hard pass.
Grumpy Elf:Is blah blah code for sex?
Me:What? No! I just said he was a terrible kisser. If you can’t kiss, you sure as hell aren’t getting anything else. Keep up!
Grumpy Elf:I’m trying. Okay he was a terrible kisser.
Me:Do you think I’m being too picky? Sadie said I’m being too picky. That if an alpha checks all my other boxes, his kissing skills shouldn’t be that big of a deal. You’re an alpha. What are your thoughts on the subject?
Grumpy Elf:I don’t think you should ever settle for sub-par kisses.
Chapter Six
Balfour
Damn mistletoe!
I hated the stuff and it was literally everywhere in this infernal village.
Well, there was nothing to be done but kiss Kendrick. Everyone was watching, and I had a feeling Nik didn’t believe my dating story one bit.
This was his way of trying to prove I was lying, I just knew it. Just like I knew he had conjured that mistletoe.
Kendrick looked up at me with those big chocolate eyes of his, his cheeks flushed with color. Wrapping one arm aroundhis waist, I pulled him flush against me. His heat burned everywhere he touched me, making me aware of every inch of him.
Bending my head, I gently brushed my lips over his. He hesitated, before opening his mouth, allowing me inside to taste him. My tongue tangled with his, my senses feeling alive for the first time. His hands tangled in my long hair, tugging me closer, and I gladly went.
My body was on fire, wanting more of him.
A throat clearing had us stepping away from one another, but I still kept one arm wrapped around his waist, not wanting to let him go yet.
No kiss had ever made me feel the way kissing Kendrick made me feel. Glancing at him, he looked as shocked as I felt. His eyes wide, the pupils blown, looking slightly dazed.
“Dinner is ready,” Keegan told everyone from the doorway, giving his brother a look that clearly said we’ll talk later.
