A Daddy for Christmas: Holiday Romance (Holiday Romance Collection Book 2) Read Online Free Page B

putting Jacob to bed. “Thanks for coming out tonight, Brice. I think Jacob had fun.” Megan didn’t want to admit it, but she did, too. She could barely remember the last time that she spent hanging out with Jason and Jacob. Jacob was only 2, and they didn’t watch a whole lot of TV together. Jason wasn’t a fan of staying still all that long.
    “Just Jacob?” Brice asked. They were standing at the door. Jacob had been tucked in, and she and Brice had shared a coffee. Time was running out, and she needed some sleep. Brice promised to call every couple of hours.
    Megan took an audible breath. “No. I did, too.”
    Brice smiled. “Good.” He brought his hand up to her cheek and leaned in. Their foreheads touched, and he breathed in her perfume. “I’m glad.”
    “What?” Megan whispered. Being this close to him was giving her a heady response.
    “I’m glad that you had a good time tonight.”
    Megan swallowed. She was nervous, and her heart was racing. She wanted his kiss so badly, and she didn’t at the same time.
    Brice’s hands cradled her head, and he moved his lips down to hers. One sweet kiss was all he was going to give her, but when his lips touched her and he heard her soft sigh, he couldn’t help but take it a little farther.
    She leaned into him, their lips touching, soft sighs of pleasure. He nipped her bottom lip with his teeth, his hands were in her hair, then down to her shoulders, then her arms, and then wrapped around her. She moaned, and touched her tongue to his.
    He met her tongue, soft thrusts of passion. His heart hammered in his chest. He could feel her breasts push up against him, her nipples tighten into hard beads. He groaned, “Megan.”
    She stilled, then moved back a bit. He dropped his arms. “Jacob.”
    The word sent a wash of cold through his body. What if her son had caught them like this? What kind of a guy feels up a little boy’s mother in clear view of a stairwell. “I’m sorry.”
    Megan’s skin was flushed. Her lips were bruised, and her hair was ticking out at odd angles. Brice smiled softly. “I like you like this,” he said, his hands went back to her hair. “You’re beautiful.”
    “No I’m not.”
    “Yes you are. Quit arguing with me.”
    Megan grinned. “You know this can’t happen again.”
    Brice new that one way or the other it would. “It’ll happen tomorrow.”
    Megan’s eyes widened, and Brice laughed. “I’ll see you after work. I’ll bring the new Lego movie.”
    “Brice, you don’t have to rent a movie for us to watch,” Megan started to argue.
    “I don’t have to rent it, I own it.”
    “You’re kidding?”
    “I like that spark in your eyes that tells me that I’m a child for owning a kid’s movie. I’ll have you know that the Lego movie was one of my favorites, and I absolutely love Batman.”
    “You’re ridiculous.”
    “You love it.”
    At the word love, Megan felt her insides tighten. This was what she was afraid of. A man like Brice was wonderful, cute and sweet, but he wasn’t lasting material. What if she fell in love with him?
    Brice saw her features close up. “What’s wrong?”
    “Nothing…”
    “Megan, I don’t know what’s going on with us exactly, but I’m willing to find out.”
    “Brice, nothing is going on.”
    “Now you’re kidding, right?”
    Megan didn’t say anything.
    “Listen, I’ve never had a kiss like that, and I’m not just saying that to get you into bed, although that would probably be in my top ten all favorite moments in time.”
    Megan put her hand up to her face and laughed. 
    “Lovely,” she said.
    Brice closed his eyes and made a satisfied sound. “Yes, I think it would be.”
    Megan swatted him playfully.
    “What are your top ten moments?”
    “How about I tell you that later if this all works out?” Brice asked. He moved back in toward Megan again, and she didn’t stop him this time.
    “One shot,” she said, and Brice knew what she was talking