“God, I love to see that,” he rasps. I smile up at him, loving the look of adoration and pure hunger on his face.
“I love you,” I tell him, feeling those words to my core in this moment.
Harry smiles back and holds out his hands to help me up, bringing me to him for a kiss so perfect I turn to jelly. When he starts pulling my dress up, I tut with amusement and push away to shuffle it back in place.
“I’ve been missing long enough. We need to get back out there.”
“Lisa,” he growls. “That was the best head I’ve had in my life, let me return the damn favour.”
That has me laughing as I pull up to plant another kiss on his lips. “Later, Frosty.”
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
“I will punch you in your Santa beard.”
HARRY
We could totally sneak out of here, right? No one would miss us. There are enough family members here that someone would be looking after the kids, Mary fell asleep on my mother-in-law’s shoulder when we arrived and hasn’t stirred since. I could take my wife out of here, get her home and fuck her properly while the house is empty and have her back for the toasts at the end of the night. The plan is pretty solid in my head when Santa waves me over to the makeshift grotto. Mrs Claus nowhere in sight.
“Hey, man.”
“Hey, where’ve you been? Nel’s gone to get us some spiked hot chocolates and to look for Lisa, people have been asking for her.”
“Oh,” I try to temper the heat rising up my neck and not look too suspicious. “Well, I’m sure she’s around here somewhere.”
Jake guffaws. “Yeah, sure. Her lipstick suits you, by the way.” He points to my face where I’m now assuming I have cherry red lip prints everywhere.
“Fuck.” I start swiping at my face aggressively. That shit doesn’t come off easily.
“And your fly’s undone,” Jake very unhelpfully adds. I zip up and glare at him while he does absolutely nothing to hide his amusement. “And around all these kids, Harry.” He shakes his head with faux disappointment.
“We locked the door,” I hiss.
“Oh good, you’re learning. Great job, bud.”
“Prick.”
“Arsehole.” He smirks at me, and I smirk back. As annoying as he is, I love this guy, I love that we can joke and tease and still have the serious chats too. “Seriously though,” he says. “I guess you two are good now?”
Before I can answer that, a little girl approaches and Jake immediately gets into character, smiling wide beneath his fake beard.
“Hi kiddo, you want to come sit?” He pats his lap and the little girl shakes her head nervously. “Well, that’s okay. You looking forward to Christmas tomorrow?” She nods but still doesn’t say anything, looking up at me with wide and nervous eyes.
I sit down so I’m not so tall and smile at her. “You going to tell Santa what you want for Christmas?” She shakes her head again. “You keeping it a secret?” A nod with a sly smile and I can’t help but smile at her cuteness. “Did you send your letter to Santa in secret to see if he got you what you really wanted without you having to tell your mum and dad?” She nods again.
“That is very sneaky,” Jake says with an impressed smile.
“Can you tell me what you asked for?” I whisper. “I don’t even know who your mum and dad are, so I can’t tell them.”
She thinks about it for a second and smiles brightly before leaning in to whisper in my ear. “An astronaut suit.”
I gasp. “That’s so cool!”
She giggles and a woman comes rushing over. “Stacey! Where have you been?” She stops in front of us. “I’m so sorry, I told her not to come over until we were with her.”
“It’s no trouble,” Jake says. “Stacey and I were just discussing tonight’s delivery.”
“Ah, she told you?”
