Page 7 of Christmas Agreement (Majestic Falls: Christmas Spice #3)

Katie

Kisses.

There would be kisses.

More kisses than the ones we’d shared already or the chaste ones he’d pressed to my face and temple when we’d woken up tangled together this morning. God…those had been good kisses. The softness of his lips against my skin was enough to send my heart soaring and lower regions aching.

The day dragged on as I waited for five o’clock to finally arrive.

I’d been restless and agitated at work, not even the constant stream of customers distracting me.

By midafternoon, I was home. Fortunately, I’d found a little black dress in the back of my closet, so I hadn’t had to trek across town to my parents’ house to find something suitable.

I’d spent a couple hours primping and pampering myself to make sure my skin would feel perfect beneath Rugar’s big hands.

Oh… The thought. It sent a shiver of pleasure through me. Tonight, we’d be out on public together for the first time as a couple, and it both excited me and made me nervous. I resolved to focus on the excitement. This was good. It was exactly what I’d wanted for so long.

As I finally started to dress, I pulled on a thong and a matching bra. I told myself they would be best under the close-fitting dress, but in the back of my mind, I kept thinking that this was a third date situation, a naked with Rugar situation, a dream come true situation.

A little voice in my head kept trying to say it wasn’t a third date. But… Breakfast, holiday decorating with pizza and a movie, and now a night at the ballet. It sure seemed like a third date.

I’d seen enough Lifetime movies to know that was a big deal. Theoretically, that was when sex could happen. Rugar had promised handholding and kisses. Maybe, he intended lovemaking to follow. God, I hoped so. And I was ready for it.

I’d dreamed of Rugar being the man to take my virginity since the moment I’d realized what that meant. He’d always been the only man for me. Even when I’d believed I didn’t have a chance in hell with him.

This was a chance, though. My chance. And I was pretty sure he wanted me, too.

At five o’clock on the dot, Rugar knocked on my front door.

I called for him to come in as I put the finishing touches on my lipstick—a permanent type that would allow him to kiss me to his heart’s content without resulting mishap.

When I walked into the hallway, he stood in the living room in a tuxedo that looked as if it had been custom cut to fit his muscular body. I almost drooled and ruined my makeup.

“You clean up nice,” I said, hoping I didn’t sound as breathless as I felt.

“You’re not so bad yourself, Katie-Kat,” he agreed, his hungry gaze raking over my body. “Nice dress.”

“Thank you.” I did a little spin then laughed. “Your turn.”

He obliged, turning in a circle with his arms out then bringing his hands to his head and turning it into a pirouette. I giggled until he faced me again.

Our gazes locked, and my mirth fell away. Suddenly, it felt as if the apartment’s heater had gone into overdrive. My palms became sweaty, and my heart started a frantic beat against my breastbone.

The static between us was palpable.

We met in the middle of the room, and neither of us hesitated. Rugar’s arms wrapped around my waist, and he pulled me into his chest as I lifted my face up to him. His mouth sealed over mine, and I melted against him, parting my lips to allow his tongue to slide into my mouth, dancing around mine.

“We could just stay here,” he offered, his kisses trailing over my jaw and down my neck.

“I want to see The Nutcracker ,” I whispered.

“I want to see you naked,” he whispered back, nipping gently at my earlobe. “Today has been hell.”

“Rugar!” I chided. I stared at him, heat creeping up my chest and my face at his boldness.

“It’s not like it’s a secret anymore,” he said, lifting his shoulders in a shrug. “Katie, I’ve been crazy for you for years.”

“Then why didn’t you say anything until now?” I challenged. God, it was what I’d always wanted to hear from him. But he’d sure picked a weird time to just blurt it out like that.

“It’s complicated,” he answered.

“Kyle?” I growled.

“Yeah. He’s my best friend and he’s made his feelings clear. I thought your brother would murder me. He still might. I still would have ignored his bullshit, but I didn’t know if you liked me. Plus for a while, we were too young to explore anything.”

“And now?”

“Now, we’re both adults. I’m tired of being without you. We’ve missed out on so much together. I guess I just want to experience as much as possible as quickly as possible to make up for lost time.”

“That’s very romantic,” I admitted, relaxing at his words. “Far more than wanting to see me naked.”

“I won’t lie to you,” he said. “I absolutely want to see you naked.”

“You also absolutely want me to see The Nutcracker .”

“You’re right.”

I met his gaze again and grinned. “I want to see you naked, too.”

He took a step toward me again, but I put up a hand to stop his progress.

“But we’ll both regret it if we cancel our plans.”

“You’re right,” he agreed again. “I’m going to feed you. Then I’m taking you to see the ballet. And then we’re going to come back here—”

“And talk,” I interrupted.

“Can we talk while we’re naked?” he tried, though I could tell he was teasing. This moment had given us each a chance to cool down a notch.

I tilted my head and studied him. “Depends on where you’re taking me for dinner.”

“ Chick-Fil-A ,” he deadpanned.

“Oh, baby, I’m yours,” I teased, knowing he’d planned to make reservations when he left here this morning.

“Yes, you are.” He snagged me around the waist again and gave me a quick kiss then released me to help me put on my coat. I hooked my arm through his and followed him out the door. I was both excited and nervous about what the night would hold for us.

I had a feeling that no matter what happened, Rugar would always be way more than I’d bargained for.