Kissing Jenna (Big Sky 2)
“No way.” He snags me around the waist and pulls me against him again, holding me prisoner and making me giggle.
“I do need clean clothes, you know. And I have some things to check on.”
He sighs and kisses the ball of my shoulder, reawakening parts of my body that I would have sworn were satiated.
“I know you have a life, and things to tend to,” he says. “But I only have two more weeks here. Spend your nights with me.”
He turns me to face him, looking me in the eyes. “I want to spend every minute that I can with you. We’ll both be working during the day, but I want you here, in my bed, at night.”
How in the hell do I say no to that?
I don’t want to say no to that.
So, instead, I kiss him and then wrap my arms around his neck and hug him tightly.
Two weeks.
That’s all we have, and then what?
“I would love that.” I kiss his cheek again and then tear myself away. “But I do need some things from my house, and I need food.”
“And coffee,” he says with a grin.
I stand and look back at him. He’s still lying there, his arms crossed behind his head, looking all rumpled and fresh.
Sexier than should be legal.
“All the coffee,” I agree. “Oh, and I was going to tell you, the Christmas Stroll in downtown Cunningham Falls is tonight, and I’ll be going with Hannah and Brad. Would you like to come?”
He’s still smiling.
“You can wear a hat and a coat so you’ll be sort of disguised, and not a lot of tourists go to this anyway. It’s not supposed to be too cold. There’s food and vendors, and the shops are open with sales going on.”
“It sounds like fun.”
I smile, as excited as if he just said I won the lottery. “Yeah? Cool. I’ll even buy you a souvenir, so you have something to remind you of your time here.”
His face sobers, and he reaches up, grabs my arm, and pulls me back into bed.
“What did I say?”
“Let’s not talk about when I leave anymore, okay?”
“You brought it up.”
“And I’m asking to drop it.” He kisses my forehead. “I’d love to go to the stroll with you guys. It’ll be great. And then I want to take you to bed and make love to you all night long.”
“I’m going to be really tired after that.”
He smiles and rubs his nose against mine. “I plan to keep you permanently tired.”
“I’m a lucky girl.”
Chapter Ten
~Jenna~
IT’S CHILLY TONIGHT, but the cold air feels good against my cheeks. The air smells fresh, with a hint of hot cider coming from one of the vendors.
“So, they block off Main Street for this,” Christian says, munching on a cookie.
“Yep. Don’t you feel like a rebel, walking down the middle of the street?”
He smiles down at me. “If this is as rebellious as you get, I think you’re going to be just fine.”
“Are you teasing me?”
“Oh, yeah,” he says with a laugh. His ski instructor, Chad Holmes, waves at us from across the street then jogs over to join us.
“Hey there.”
“Hi, Chad.”
“Jenna, you have to see this,” Hannah says, pulling me away. I leave Christian and Chad to their conversation so I can check out the clothes racks that Willa’s pulled outside of her shop, Dress It Up. “Look at this dress. It’s fifty percent off.”
“It’s totally your color.” I run the green cotton through my fingers. “And it’s so soft. You have to snag it.”
“You’re right.” She throws it over her arm, and we continue to thumb through the racks.
“Hello, ladies,” Willa says as she comes outside carrying a tray of plastic champagne glasses full of sparkly, bubbly goodness. “I know others are serving hot wine, but come on. We need bubbly.”
“Can’t argue with that,” I agree and take a glass.
“I’m on call tonight,” Hannah replies. “With my luck, someone will go into labor, and I’ll have to jet.”
“I brought you the non-alcoholic variety,” Willa says with a wink, pointing to one of the glasses. “Just for you.”
“You’re the best,” Hannah says with an excited little dance. “And you’ve seriously outdone yourself here, Willa. Your shop is gorgeous, all decorated up for the holidays.”
“I love Christmas. After the accident, I didn’t want to celebrate it anymore, but I have a little boy who loves the wonderment of it all, so we do it up big.”
“Good for you,” I reply and then watch her eyes widen. I feel Christian walk up behind me, can feel the heat from him against my back. “Willa, this is Christian Wolfe.”
“Not a doppelganger, then,” she says with a laugh and accepts his outstretched hand to shake. “I’m Willa. Nice to meet you.”
“Likewise,” Christian says with a nod.
“This is Willa’s store, and it’s absolutely brilliant,” I say as Hannah excitedly holds up another find. “You need that.”