Something or someone appeared in my periphery. My head snapped to the small bathroom window. "What the hell?" The wolf sniffed the snow outside my window. My hands flew over my mouth.
Shit, I have to get out of here.
Sure, could've used my shotgun right about now. No way would I leave it at home next time. I scurried to the kitchen, scooped up my keys, and darted out the front door. Quietly, I pulled it shut and locked it. My heart beat in my throat as I tiptoed toward my neighbor's house. I glanced to the right. The wolf strolled back into the woods. No way was I taking any chances. I ran as fast as my legs would carry me, hoping not to bust my ass in the snow because of my oversized slippers. Huffing and puffing, I stood on his porch, then slammed my fist against the thick wooden door. The howling started again. Shit, I should've said if wolves were near, the deal was off the table.
Tremors struck my frame as my heart beat moved to my ears. Fuck, where is this man?
The scowling beast swung the door open, clutching a white towel around his waist. I drank in his soapy, glistening muscled chest.
His eyes roamed my body. "What in the ever-loving fuck do you have on?"
"No time for that. The wolf is back." My wide eyes shot to the right, meeting the gray wolf's bright blue eyes.
"Fuck!"
Noah ushered me inside and closed the door. "Your timing's great. I was in the middle of a shower."
"My timing? How about the wolf's timing? I didn't plan to see your face until tomorrow."
I ran my hands over my arms.
His jaw ticked as he stared at me.
"I won't be a bother. I'll sit right here. My slippers are soaked." Sitting in front of the fire, I peeled off my socks and slippers, turning my palms to the fire.
"Ok. I'll rinse off and scare him away."
My eyes fell over his beautiful pecs again. I gulped. "Sounds great."
How would I sleep knowing all that sexy man was lying in the next room?
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