Page 56 of Unwrapped

“Yeah, well, find your own Mrs. Good Stuff, Andrew,” Nigel tells him.

“On that note, I have an announcement to make. I’m giving you all my Christmas present now,” Andrew says, changing the subject. “I’m coming back stateside next August.” Mona jumps out of her seat and hugs him so hard, he practically falls over.

“That’s our present?” Miranda asks. “That’s so cheap.”

“That’s not all,” Andrew says, giving Miranda the side eye. Once Mona gets back in her seat, he continues. “I really want my family to visit me there before I leave, so I bought you all plane tickets to come for a trip. I’ll be back in May for Miranda’s graduation, and I figure we can all fly there together I’d really love for you to come. Seoul is beautiful and I want to show you guys around.”

“Are you serious, Andrew? I’d love to come.” Miranda gets up and hugs her brother next.

“Mom,” Andrew says, a playful smile on his lips, “I’m sure your boss will give you the time off.” Even Mona laughs at the joke, and I can’t help my smile either.

“Watch this, Mom,” Andrew says, looking at me, “Nick, you want to come to Seoul, too?”

Before the words are even out of his mouth, I answer him. “I’d love to.” Miranda squeals and leaves a greasy kiss on my cheek.

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“Your mom is a taskmaster,” I whisper when I sneak into Miranda’s room hours later. After dinner, Mona ordered Andrew and Vanessa’s boys to clean the kitchen while the rest of us wrapped presents.

“She’s in her element. You wrapped your ass off, so she’s probably your biggest fan. And you didn’t complain about helping her deliver all that stuff. Progress, baby.” She lowers the sheet for me, revealing her waiting naked body, and I strip right down to my birthday suit. Her eyes drop to my already hard dick, and she bites her lip at the sight.

As soon as I climb on top of the bed, I latch on to one of her nipples.

“Mm-hmm,” I hum as I pull her nipple between my teeth. “It’s been torture to be close to you all night, but not be able to touch you how I want.”

“How do you want to touch me?” she asks, her voice raspy with need. I don’t answer her question. I part her legs with my hand and spread her pussy lips apart. She’s already dripping wet for me. Seconds later, I have two fingers buried deep inside of her. “Like that?” she asks.

“And like this.” I remove my hand and roll off her. I grab her and put her on top of me. She immediately straddles me, and I lift her and watch her slide down my dick. She throws her head back, and I grab both her hips as she rides my dick.

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“That was amazing, sweetness,” I say as I wrap my arms around her. I’m on my back, and she’s on top of me, her back to my chest. She shoves her hair aside, and I kiss the side of her neck. We’re both sweaty, spent, and exhausted, but I can’t bring myself to leave her room. “You’re amazing.”

She leans into me, and I wrap her tighter. She puts her hands on my forearms and sighs. “These arms, Nick. I don’t ever want to be anywhere else.” She falls asleep in my arms immediately with her head in the middle of my chest and her mouth wide open.

I know I need to get up and tiptoe my way back upstairs to that guestroom. The room in the house farthest away from Miranda, but I can’t seem to get out of this bed. To do that, I’d have to move her and possibly wake her from her slumber, and I’d hate to do that. I let out a yawn as the events of the long day finally take a toll on me, and I decide to close my eyes for a few minutes before getting up.

A faint buzzing pulls me out of my sleep. Nothing’s changed. Miranda is still in the same position, sleeping with her mouth open. We’re both still naked under her sheets, but the buzzing continues.

As calmly as possible, I move her off my body, which is now coated with a thin layer of sweat, and lay her on the bed. I climb off the bed, cross the room to my sweatpants, and pull my phone from the pocket. My mother texted me several pictures of her and Becker taken at a bar the night before.

“Shit,” I say when I notice that it’s almost six o’clock in the morning. After giving Mona Christmas Eve off, I took it a step further and closed the office today, giving everyone the day off. I know for a fact Uncle Joe never did that, and if the appreciative emails I received are an indicator, I’ve finally done something to garner some appreciation at the office. Now, I’m relieved I won’t have to go into work on top of everything else I need to do today. I put my pants back on, pick up my shirt, and slowly climb up the stairs leading to the kitchen.

All I can think about is going upstairs and getting Sadie out for her walk, but the minute I land in the kitchen, Mona’s eyes meet mine. I stand there like a deer in headlights, my chest bare as the shirt hangs in my hand. She crosses her arms, arches her eyebrows, and looks at me.Then she whistles and Sadie comes running into the kitchen and dives into her bowl of food. “I’ve already walked her, seeing as you were unavailable,” she says, eyeing me.

“Thank you, Mona.”

“I believe we gave you a very nice room upstairs.” She pulls out two mugs and fills them with coffee. She walks to the kitchen table, the same one we shared a family meal at last night, and she puts both cups down. “Put on your shirt. I’ve seen enough of your bare flesh to last me a lifetime. Sit down. We need to have a conversation.”

I snap out of my daze, quickly put my t-shirt back on, and take a seat at the table. The coffee is a welcome relief considering the circumstances.

“Are you going to ask me to leave?” I ask.

“And have my daughter leave with you? Right back to that Christmas wonderland you let her decorate? No. I’m not going to ask you to leave, but I do want to know what your intentions are with my daughter.” She pulls her chair out and sits, eyeing me the entire time as she sips her coffee. Relieved at not being kicked out, I relax in my seat and eye her right back.

“I love your daughter. I never intended to—”

She holds a hand up, silencing me. “You know, I didn’t believe you when you first told me that. I believed Miranda when she said she loved you, but I didn’t buy it from you. I figured you saw a young girl and managed to charm her. You’re a good-looking guy, and my Miranda might come off as sassy, but the reality is, she’s sheltered.”

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