Mistletoe & Cocoa Kisses

by Stacy Eaton

  “Robin splashed me,” I replied quickly.

  “Yeah, right.”

  “Take a quick trip downstairs, and turn the pool on low, please.”

  “Okay,” he called out and I just barely heard him whisper something to Wade about why I was probably all wet.

  The boy was growing up, and he wasn’t a fool. I’d have to make sure we had another talk soon, not that we hadn’t already, but the little scare I gave myself downstairs about no protection was something that couldn’t be said too much. What an idiot I was. Thank god Robin had been thinking because all the blood in my body was in the lower regions and not where it should have been. Maybe I was the one that needed a talking to.

  Robin

  We just had sex in the pool. I stood under the shower and let the water cascade over me. Many years ago, I’d had sex in a large spa tub with Josh, but that had been back when we were first starting our relationship, back when it was new, and exciting—but sex with Josh had never been as exciting and fulfilling as the quickie Chris and I had just had. Oh my, I wiped the water off my face. The man had me coming apart at the seams with barely a stroke. What would it be like the next time or if he took me up against the glass wall as he had suggested?

  I shook my head and went about pouring shampoo into my hand; chances were there wouldn’t be a next time.

  I lathered my hair into a bubbly pile on top of my head and heard a noise. “Hello? Is someone there?”

  The shower door rattled, and my eyes popped open to find Chris stepping into the shower. “I hope you don’t mind. I figured we could conserve water.”

  Well, evidently there was going to be a next time. “Oh, no, I don’t mind.” My heart sped up as he slipped his hands around my body and pulled me close. He guided me back a little, and I closed my eyes as the water began to rinse the bubbles from my hair. His hands came up to the top of my head and helped wash out the shampoo. My hands slid over his wet chest.

  “I’m glad to hear that. I just couldn’t make myself take a shower alone when I knew you were in here all by yourself doing the same thing.”

  “But what about the kids?”

  “Geri is still napping, and Matt and Wade are upstairs playing a game.” He pulled me forward out of the water, “So we have a few more minutes.”

  “I can think of a few things to do in a few minutes,” I replied saucily.

  “Please, tell me what they are,” he urged as he rubbed his hands over my breasts.

  “How about I show you?” I gave him a sultry smile and felt him tense as I began to kiss his chest, flicking my tongue over his nipple while my hands slid down to his hip bones.

  “I just noticed,” I pulled my head back and looked up at him, “you don’t have any body hair.”

  He grinned down at me. “I shave my body. I started it back in high school when I competed, and it just became habit.”

  “I like it,” I whispered against his hot skin.

  He released a soft groan as I continued kissing down his body and got on my knees. I peered up at him and one of his hands was spread wide on the tile wall as if he needed assistance standing up.

  I wrapped my lips around the head of his shaft and felt him shiver as I took him in. Even though the man had been in chlorine, he still had a heady musky scent to him, and I inhaled deeply as I enjoyed the power I had over him. His hips shifted with my movement and I took him in as deeply as I could.

  After only a couple of minutes, he yanked his hips back. “You have to stop; I can’t take much more of that.”

  “That’s a good thing, right?” I said as I stared up at him from my kneeling position.

  He reached down for me, pulling me to my feet. “Too good,” he said before he kissed me deeply. Our tongues danced and our bodies slipped over each other. I wanted more, needed more.

  “Chris,” I breathed out, and once again I didn’t need to say anything further as he spun me around and had me up against the tile wall. I sucked in a quick breath at the difference in temperature from his hot body to the cold tiles on my chest as he pressed his shaft between my legs. “Yes. Oh, yes.”

  Chris angled my hips back and curled his body around mine so his chest was to my back as he filled me from behind. He hissed as he made his way all the way in and reached around me with both hands. One went to my nipple where he rolled it between two fingers while the other slipped between my legs and found exactly what I needed.

  He kissed and nipped at my neck and shoulders as he continued to work himself in and out, keeping me on the verge of exploding the whole time. When he began to speed up, I knew it was finally time to let loose and I reached around and grabbed his hips with one hand, urging him on.

  “Now, Robin, now,” he commanded into my ear, and I blew apart at the same moment that he did.

  He kept his hands on my body for a few more moments as we both tried to control our breathing. With a final kiss to my spine, he pulled out and turned me in his arms to hold me close.

  “That was incredible. You are incredible.” He kissed the top of my head, “You blow my mind, woman.”

  “I’m glad to hear that. I feel the same way about you,” I said as I enjoyed the sound of his racing heart under my ear.

  “I’m not sure what this is, Robin, but I like it. I like you.”

  A bubble of laughter burst out of me, “Well, I’m glad you like me, because I’d be a little upset if we had sex twice, and I learned that you didn’t.”

  His chest vibrated with his silent laugh, “Trust me, I do.” He squeezed me tightly for another moment, before pulling me back and kissing me gently. “Let’s get washed up and go figure out what’s for dinner.”

  I nodded, not sure if my voice would work. The whole thing about having sex and then discussing what we would make for dinner was all so domestic. I hadn’t had domestic in a long time, and it kind of scared the crap out of me.

  If he noticed that I was quiet for the rest of the shower, he didn’t let on. He, too, seemed more reserved than he had been, and I wondered what he was thinking.

  After we turned off the water, he took the time to dry me off before he patted himself down and wrapped the towel around his waist. “I’ll get dressed and meet you in the kitchen.”

  He kissed me one more slow time before he left me standing in the bathroom, confused about my feelings.

  I was crazy about the man. Obviously, I felt something pretty strong for him or I wouldn’t have had sex with a man I barely knew, but at the same time, I didn’t want to get so close to him that it caused pain when I left. I sighed as I towel dried my hair. Was it better to avoid being with him? Maybe I should just take advantage of the short time we have together.

  I didn’t know.

  Chris

  I was torn.

  I’d just left the sexiest woman I’d ever known standing in a towel in her bathroom and had to keep reminding myself that she wasn’t here to stay. For the first time in a long time, I found I wanted someone in my life—not someone to warm my sheets but someone to share in the everyday.

  How had she managed to turn my way of thinking around in two days? How could I have gone from never wanting another woman in my home to hurt my kids, or me, to not wanting this stranger to walk out the door?

  Easily, because she just fit in. She drove me wild, and the kids adored her—and right there was the problem. Shit. I could deal with the woman leaving me, I’d gone through it enough, but it sure as hell wasn’t fair for Matt or Geri to have to go through it.

  What if getting involved with Robin had been a mistake? Maybe I should have kept my distance? Dammit, I felt like such an ass. Mr. Logic was clapping that he had finally gotten through to me, and Mr. Emotional was sniveling in the corner. I guess it was better to feel that way now than to become further involved with her. Shit!

  I sat on the bed, hanging my head for a long time as I mulled it all over in my mind. I heard her door open and expected her to knock on mine, but she didn’t. That was probably for the b
est. I was going to have to put a stop to this before we got in too deep—and without a doubt, we would.

  With a heavy sigh, I dressed and went out to the living room, stopping dead in my tracks. Geri was curled up in her lap, and Robin was gently stroking her hair.

  “She’s pretty hot again,” Robin whispered.

  “I’ll get her more medicine,” I said gruffly as I walked past.

  In my heart, I was thrilled to see Robin so doting to Geri, but then again, the more attention she gave her, the harder it was going to be on Geri when she left. I filled another medicine cup and went back to the family room.

  “I want a popsicle, too,” Geri whined.

  “Just take the medicine, Geri, you can have one later,” I practically snapped, and both Geri and Robin looked at me quickly. “We only have a few left, so let’s save them for later, okay?” I curbed my tone that time.

  She drank the medicine and handed me back the cup before she curled up with Robin again. I walked away and paced the kitchen for a moment before sticking my head back into the room. “Robin, can I talk to you for a minute?”

  “Sure,” she called back and kissed Geri on the head before she slipped out from underneath her.

  “Robin,” I paused trying to figure out the best way to say it without sounding like a prick.

  “Yes, Chris.”

  “I appreciate what you’re doing for Geri, and how sweet you are being with her, but I have to ask you to step back just a little bit. If you get too close to her, it’s going to be hard on her when you leave.”

  A sad look passed over her eyes. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to step on your toes. I was just trying to help.”

  I approached her and lifted her chin with my knuckle. “You didn’t step on my toes, and I know you are just trying to help, but can you do it a little further from her, please. I just don’t want to see her get hurt. I can handle being hurt, but she can’t.”

  Her brow furrowed. “I don’t want to hurt either of you.”

  “I know. Look, I’m sorry. I’m not trying to offend you.”

  She took a few steps back. “No, I totally get it. You’re completely right. I’m sorry.”

  I contemplated my next sentence. “Are you sure you have to go?”

  Her mouth opened and closed a few times. “Chris, we barely know each other. I can’t stay here. I have to figure out what I’m going to do with my life.”

  Mr. Logic was knocking on my head again, saying, Whoa, buddy. I ignored him. “Can’t you do that from here?”

  She crossed her arms over her chest and averted her eyes for a moment. “I don’t think that’s a very good idea, Chris. I appreciate the offer, but I think it’s best that I leave.”

  “Okay,” I replied after a moment, “if that’s what you want to do, but in the meantime, can you keep your distance from Geri, please?”

  She looked sad as she turned her beautiful eyes back toward me. “Yes, I’ll do that.”

  My hands itched to touch her, but I shoved them into the jeans of my pockets. “Thank you.”

  “Sure,” she said softly before she left the room.

  “Hey, kiddo, I need to do a few things. I’ll be back in a little while.” I heard her tell Geri as she walked past her on the couch.

  I dropped my chin to my chest and clenched my eyes. Man, I was a prick. I’d just spent time worshipping her body, and then I told her to step the hell back. She must think I am a total ass.

  Inside my mind, Mr. Logic and Mr. Emotional replied simultaneously, You are.

  Man, I hated doing that, but seeing Geri curled up with Robin made my heart feel like it was going to burst. Since Barb had walked out the door, I’d often wondered if I would ever find anyone worth bringing into my life, someone who would care about not only me but my children also.

  Why the hell did it have to be a woman passing through? When she left in a few days, all three of us were going to feel like our hearts had been torn from our chests.

  It was five hours later when I knocked on Robin’s bedroom door, and she called out to come in. She was curled up in a chair by the window reading an e-reader.

  “I didn’t say that so you had to hide in your bedroom.”

  She set the device down. “I know, but I figured we could all use a break and some quiet. It’s been a long time since I’ve had time to read. How long have I been in here?”

  “It’s after five. I figured you might be hungry since you stayed in here over lunch. I was getting ready to make dinner and wanted to know if you wanted to eat.”

  “Wow, yeah, that’s probably why my stomach is growling. I could use some food. I’ll be out in a few minutes to help.”

  “No need, easy dinner tonight. I got it. Give me about fifteen minutes.”

  I stepped out and closed the door. My gut wrenched as the earlier conversation I’d had with her rang through my head. I knew it was the right thing to do for my kids, and I could only hope she felt the same way, but damn it if it didn’t kill me that she was shutting herself off from everyone now, including me.

  Robin

  Chris was right. I’d had the same thoughts myself about getting close to the kids. I didn’t fault him in the slightest for saying it. I wished I could find the words to tell him that.

  I returned to my room and sat in a comfy chair by the window. For a long time, I stared sightlessly out at the white landscape. The snow was finally slowing, and it was predicted to stop soon, or so I’d heard on a weather bulletin while I’d been in the family room.

  I thought back on the reasons I’d left New York and where I planned to go toward the future. It wasn’t fair to stay here longer than necessary. There was no way this could possibly work between us.

  I mean, yeah, there was undeniable desire between the two of us. We’d already proved that we were like the sugar and the torch to finish off crème brulée. I instantly melted at his touch.

  From the moment he’d stepped out of the pool earlier today, I’d kept picturing those tiny swim trunks. His body was perfection, and I’d wanted to touch every inch of it. The little scrap of material that covered him did not leave much to the imagination, and I hadn’t needed an imagination when it became even less concealing as he’d observed me watching him.

  When he jumped into the pool, I pretty much lost my mind with desire. He was so damned sexy and strong, and I loved that he couldn’t seem to keep his hands off of me, like I couldn’t with him. Every chance I’d gotten, I’d found myself reaching out for him.

  Maybe having sex with him had been wrong, but I wasn’t going to deny myself the pleasure he was so obviously willing to give. I clenched my eyes and sighed. Somehow I had allowed this man not only into my body, but into my soul. Just looking into his beautiful green eyes, I found myself wanting so much more with him—but I couldn’t, not without having a plan for my future. If I could, I’d be out the door pronto before I could get any deeper into this family and the man who was quickly becoming a recipe for disaster.

  When Chris came to find me, I had no idea I’d been hiding out for so long. He was right, I was trying to avoid him, but I played it off like I wasn’t. I had no doubt that he saw through my words.

  He’d made grilled cheese and tomato soup for dinner, and I smiled at the memory it brought to mind of the snowy winter nights I’d eaten that when I was a child. It didn’t matter that it was canned soup, the memories of my past made it the most delicious soup I’d ever eaten.

  After dinner, Matt asked if I wanted to play a game with him in his video room. I glanced at Chris who gave a subtle nod. I didn’t want to step over the lines any more than I had, and I was thankful that he’d given his blessing for me to hang out with Matt for a little while.

  When we got upstairs, I stared at all the equipment again. “I’m not sure how good I’m going to be. I haven’t played a video game in years.”

  “That’s okay, we can play an easy one.” Matt tossed me a white controller and a steering wheel. “Pop the controller
into the back, we can race each other.”

  “Oh, cool, I can do that.” For the next hour, Matt and I laughed and raced our sporty little vehicles all over the tracks of the game. I didn’t realize that video games could be so much fun. I thought all the games out there these days had the objective of only shooting people dead.

  Chris joined us, and I handed him the controller, but Matt jumped up and grabbed another one, and for another hour the three of us played. Sometimes I won, but it was rare, and I didn’t care. I just enjoyed playing the game.

  Finally, I stood and stretched, noticing Chris staring at my belly that must have been peeking out from under the new sweatshirt I wore. When I’d gone back to my room, I’d changed and folded up his and laid it on his bed.

  Chris looked away quickly, and I left, using the excuse of having to use the restroom. I stood at the balcony and looked down on Geri who was asleep on the couch. I heard Chris and Matt start talking, and I took a step back to listen.

  “You like her, don’t you, Dad?”

  “Yeah, I guess I do, but that doesn’t matter much since she’s leaving in a few days. They should have her car pulled out tomorrow and probably fixed within a day or two.”

  “Why don’t you ask her to stay?”

  “It’s not my place, Matt. She’s just passing through. We can’t ask her to stay if she thinks she needs to be someplace else.”

  “But where is she going to go? Did she tell you where she was heading?”

  Chris sighed loudly, “Not really, I guess she’s not sure where she wants to go.”

  “Then you should ask her to stay,” Matt said forcefully.

  “Matt,” I heard some rustling in the room and prepared to make a fast exit if Chris walked out the door. “I don’t want you to get your hopes up. Sure, I’d love for her to stay and get to know all of us better, but do we really want her to if she’s going to leave anyway?”