Gift for the Boss: Billionaire Romance Christmas Novella Read Online Free PDF

we mess up the carpet, I'll replace it. No worries." He popped her butt playfully and followed her into the kitchen. "I'm going to change. Do you want..." he paused as he tried to sneak a peek at what she was wearing below.
    She slapped his hands away and laughed. "No! I like this outfit.” She lowered her voice. “You promised to undress me… later." Sliding into his arms, she glanced up to study him more fully. His loving gaze had to be the first thing to catch her attention. He'd always been attentive and interested in her, though as her boss he’d kept it hidden, but the look had shifted significantly. He looked like a man in love.
    She just had a hard time swallowing the fact that the look was because of her – that it was just for her.
    "Fine.” He grinned wickedly. “We'll just stay in this until dinner’s over. Then I'm going to take my time and make love to you the way you deserve to be made love to." He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers softly at first, and then with more passion as the kiss warmed them up.
    Jamie pulled back as her stomach let out another painful growl. "Food, then love-making."
    "Alright, but don't eat too much. I want to be the only thing stuffing you tonight." He lifted his eyebrow.
    "No. That was just horrible," she snorted, and laughed before turning to her task of putting their dinner on plates. She used to be so conscious about her weight, and now she could laugh and make fun of herself? She’d come a long way since last Christmas.
    "Really? I thought it was quite creative," he chuckled and moved to her side, working on opening a bottle of red wine.
    "You thought wrong."
    He laughed. "First time for everything, I guess."
    She rolled her eyes. "Dress you up like Santa, and you get all heady over it."
    "No, I'm heady over the fact that the best-looking woman in the world wants to spend the night with me." He reached for her playfully, but she pulled away from him and instead picked up their plates and hurried into the living room.
    "Not just the night. Forever." She turned before she could get a read on his reaction. They hadn't really talked about marriage, and she wanted to discuss it so damn bad, but some part of her felt like it was still too soon. It hadn’t even been a year since they'd met, and even less since they’d started dating, but she wanted him forever. At one point she was sure he would ask, but it had been a box with a key to his mansion. She’d just have to wait till he broached the subject. She smiled to herself; she wasn’t going anywhere in the meantime.
    After setting up their place settings and rearranging the coffee table, she slipped off her elf booties and got down on the floor. Tucking her legs under her, she turned in time to watch him walk from the kitchen. The swell of his erection was far worse than it had been earlier, his cock having hardened and taken its place down the inside of his thigh. Seeing him like that left her a bit overwhelmed. He was a large guy, but something about the tight Santa suit made it even bigger.
    "Hey... eyes up here, woman." He set the wine down and dragged his fingers from his erection to his eyes, teasing her.
    She laughed and took her glass. "Just admiring your assets."
    "Good. I'll give you an up-close visit here shortly." He moved to sit down beside her and reached over, pulling her into a quick kiss. "I love you. Thank you for your help today. You were brilliant. Best thing to ever happen to me."
    Her chest constricted with the warmth of emotion that rolled over her. "I love you too."
    They ate for a few minutes and laughed over the various things that had happened during the day, just enjoying their time together. When they were done, Alex wiped his mouth on a napkin and leaned back against the couch.
    "My brother is coming in tomorrow?" He reached over and took Jamie's hand, lifting it to his lips and kissing her fingers softly as he watched her.
    A shiver raced through her, and she moved closer, leaving the