Hot Revenge Box Set 2

Chapter 43

James returns with a tray, setting it on the table. “Who’s for coffee?”

Richard shudders. “Not for me James.”

“You can share mine,” offers Mitch, reaching for her teapot.

Richard scowls at the peppermint-scented steam.

James pours into a cup and saucer then offers it up. “Ryan?”

“Thank you, yes.” Ryan sips at the coffee then freezes, staring at the tablecloth. “Fuck me. Is this what he drinks?”

“’fraid so.”

He glares. “You could have warned me. It’s like fucking refrigerator coolant.”

Across the table, Mitch looks up to the mistletoe above the hearth. “Larry?”

“Yes?” He looks in the right general direction, but nothing registers in his expression.

Clueless…

She casts eyes upward again, this time definitely eye-pointing.

He shuffles in his seat. “Mitch, this isn't really...”

Mitch stands, placing herself squarely under the mistletoe, pats her lips with a forefinger. “I'm going to insist.”

Larry’s mouth works and a flush rises up his neck…

Way outside his comfort zone…

… nonetheless, he stands, loops an arm around the lovely woman and kisses her lightly on the lips…

as she latches on like a limpet and pulls him

and opens his mouth over hers in a real kiss. His embrace

and

They had nothing.

watches them,

the table, I slip fingers into his. “It’s something special

holding something in his other hand, turning it over and over

him. “Sorry,

something. “Marry me.” In his outstretched hand is the ring from Mitch’s

I swallow hard.

offers the ring to my left

has fallen. Every face is staring

can’t get enough

I… think

can.” He presses the ring into my palm, curling my fingers around it. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have tried to rush

James voice, bright and cheerful. Gratefully, I turn to him. “Kirstie, what would you like?” He holds

*****

speaks cheerfully, but it sounds forced. “I don’t

fingernail. “Um, with everything that happened, I don’t think…” But she’s cut

would come to that fairly soon. Charlotte, if you would like to release your death-grip on Cara for five minutes, Michael and I will show you your Christmas present. Your present from Richard and

Her forehead crinkles.

from all of us, Babe. Go put on

widen.

scarf and gloves and a

“But Cara…”

out her arms. “I’ll take her,” she says. She grins too, impishly. “It

“Aren’t you coming?”

on Beth’s thigh. “I would prefer that Elizabeth stay warm

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