Page 110 of Theirs for the Holidays

I glance over and see Rhett watching us, heat in his eyes.

It’s all so much, between their words and their hands and the fact that anyone could look closely enough and manage to figure out what we’re doing.

The pleasure builds, coiling tension in me like a spring. I could come undone at any point, helpless to resist the way they play my body with the same precision as Simon playing his keyboard.

I have to slap a hand over my mouth to keep the little begging sounds from spilling out, but right when I get to the point that I could come, the audience around us bursts into applause.

The lights come up, signaling the end of the first act.

Lennox and Sawyer pull their hands back, leaving me shocked and trembling on the edge. My pussy throbs, my clit aching with the need to come, but they just smile at me.

I give a disappointed groan, and Rhett laughs a little. “Can’t wait to see how act two plays out,” he says in an undertone.

I make a face at him—at all of them—but I can’t be too mad about it. It’s the first time I’ve ever been a part of something naughty at one of these revues, and just that has a thrill going through me.

They give me a second to put myself together, and then we get up and head to the lobby to stretch our legs.

There’s hot chocolate and cider at the concession stand, and Lennox and Rhett go to check it out while Sawyer heads for the bathroom. I stand off to the side waiting for them, taking in the lovely way the lobby is decorated with the tree in one corner and the twinkling lights hanging above the doorways.

It’s like this every year, but it always makes me happy to see it.

While I’m standing there, a guy I don’t recognize comes out of the men’s room and walks over to me. He pushes his hands in his pockets, giving me a little smile, and I smile back, not sure why he’s coming over.

“Do you have someone in the show?” he asks.

“Sorry?”

“Like a friend or family member who’s performing.”

“Oh.” I smile. “Yeah, Simon, a friend of the family. He was on the keyboard just before the end of the first act.”

“He was really good,” the man says. “My little sister is doing the Dance of the Sugarplum Fairy in act two.”

We chat for a while, and I learn that he’s never been to one of these before. His parents and younger sister moved to Sweetwater Lake in the spring, and this is his first time visiting.

“Well, I hope you enjoy it,” I tell him genuinely. “I’ve been coming to these my whole life pretty much, and it’s always a good time. Christmas is so much fun around here.”

“Yeah?” he asks. “What else should I make sure to see?”

“You missed the holiday market, but all the shops have specials and holiday treats leading up to the holiday. And there’s ice skating set up at the community center.”

He leans in a little closer, giving me a grin. “Maybe I need a tour guide. Someone who knows what’s going on and can show me the sights.”

“That could help for sure. It’s a small town, but we really go all in for the holidays.”

“Anyone you could recommend?” he asks. “I plan to visit a lot more now, so it would be nice to already know someone friendly and cute.”

Before I can respond, Lennox comes walking over. He drapes an arm around my shoulder, giving the guy I was chatting with a hard look. “There you are,” he says. “We’re ready to go back in.”

He pulls me away and off to the side, and I look up at him frowning. “What was that about?”

“That asshole was flirting with you like you’re not taken,” he says.

“I mean… I’mnottaken.”

His eyes flash as he looks down at me. “Like hell you’re not.”

I blink, confused. But then nod. “Oh, right. For the purposes of the lie, I am taken.”