Falling for the Grinch ✔️

Thirteen | Festive

Holly

"So, you're telling me that you went next door to the neighbor who gets under your skin and nursed him?"

I cringe at Megan's words that come through the speaker of my cellphone. "Please never say nursed again as if I breastfed the guy."

She laughs. "You might as well have shoved your tit in his face. Tell me again— he was literally gripping his hands together to keep from touching you, right?"

I'm looking behind my shoulder in hopes my parents haven't made it back home yet. They drove down the road to have dinner with my Aunt Jenn and her girlfriend and I wanted to surprise them with my homemade sugar cookies. I bought the cutest cookie cutters before I came home to visit.

Little cutouts of Christmas trees and ornaments are scattered on a pan as I spread the vanilla bean icing before covering them with red and green sprinkles. My stomach growls as I finish the rest of the batch, listening to Megan ramble on about how Rhett has a thing for me.

"He wants in those Christmas panties, Hols."

I pinch the bridge of my nose. "Will you quit it? He does not want anywhere near my panties."

But, what if he does?

If I don't recall, just like I mentioned to Megan last night after I left his house, Rhett wouldn't move a muscle as I leaned in close to him. I remember the way his throat bobbed as I placed the tips of my fingers against his neck. He was so hot, burning up to the touch. I know it was due to his fever, but his warmth beneath me made it hard to focus on anything else.

He would have sensed my hesitation, but his eyes were closed the entire time. That's when I looked down and saw his hands on either side of himself, fists clenched tightly and when I looked back up I saw his breathing come out uneven and ragged.

It was almost too much for him.

"Oh, he most definitely wants in your panties. And when it happens I'll be here to say I told you so."

"Me and Rhett? Having sex? Not likely."

But, what if?

Oh, if my conscience doesn't shut the hell up.

"Babe, it's the perfect grumpy meets sunshine story. You're clearly the sunshine he's been looking for."

I shake my head as if she could see me. Just the thought of him wanting me... intimately... sends a weird feeling to my stomach. Of course, I've thought about him and how attractive I think he is, even if he does get under my skin, but sexually—

Okay, now I can't help but wonder what it would feel like to be dominated by a man like that.

"Shit!" I lay down the spatula after I decorate the last cookie. "Why did you make my brain go there?"

Megan's voice sounds more eager and excited as she gets louder when she speaks. "You're wondering what his dick looks like aren't you?"

God, I totally am.

"Okay, I'm hanging up. My parents will be back soon and I don't need them hearing you talk about their neighbor's penis."