Page 30 of Her Big Fat Hunky Billionaire Boss

“I tried!”

The ride jerked into movement. It was a small Ferris wheel, with only eight cars, so it didn’t take long for them to go around a few times. Kat sipped her hot cocoa and hunched her shoulders. Maybe Harry wouldn’t stop the wheel for them after all.

Damian pointed out over the town square as they rounded the top. “I love all the lights. Must have taken days to get them all strung up.”

“Yeah, they’re beautiful.”

Damian looked at her. “What are your New Years resolutions going to be this year?”

“I don’t know. I’m terrible at keeping them. I think I’m not going to do any this year.” She gulped down the rest of her drink, as it had cooled into luke-warm chocolate.

“That’s too bad.” He looked down at his drink. “I find making goals keeps me driven. I get more done when I have something I’m trying to accomplish.”

“I think I’m going to do this thing I read about on the internet. Instead of resolutions, at the end of each week, I’ll write down the things I was able to do. That way I’m more focused on celebrating what I achieved instead of making goals I can never reach.”

Damian slowly nodded. “That’s not a bad idea.”

The ride slowed and then stopped. The couple that got on behind them were let off and Harry stepped back to give her a grin. He turned the ride back on and stopped it with them at the top. His voice carried up from below. “It’s kissing time!”

The crowd below cheered and Kat’s cheeks heated again. “Sorry. You don’t have to. Harry can’t even see us.”

Damian seemed to be enjoying her embarrassment. “No, but that crowd can.”

“Kiss her!” someone from the throng of people shouted.

“Come on!”

“Do it!”

Everyone seemed to stop and stare up at them. Kat slid lower into the seat. Could her day get any weirder?

“How long will Harry make us wait up here if we don’t?” Damian asked.

“I don’t know. People usually come to the Ferris wheel to make out.” Gah. How had she gotten herself into this mess?

“Well, we’d better just do it then.” Damian cupped her face in his hands and before she knew it, his lips were on hers.

Chapter 10

Damian knew the second his lips touched hers he’d made a mistake, but he couldn’t back down. Loads of people were staring at them from the ground. He moved his lips over hers and a heat ignited in his veins. The electricity shooting over his skin didn’t ease as she responded to the kiss, it intensified. Her hand slid up his chest.

Kat was like no girl he’d ever dated, and she fascinated him. She was a whirlwind, moving in directions he couldn’t begin to predict. And kissing her was sending his heart into overdrive.

He found himself drawn to her, like a gravity he couldn’t fight against. Her sweet lips were soft and warm, and he craved more. He shifted, snaking his arms around her small waist and pulling her closer. Her scent enveloped him, and he deepened the kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck. His heart felt like it was going to pound out of his chest. Had he ever experienced a kiss like this before? All others paled in comparison.

Someone below whistled. The ride jerked to life and he forced himself to break the kiss. Kat stared at him, her eyes wide. Crud. He shouldn’t have kissed an employee. What was he thinking?

He ran his hand through his hair and scooted away from her, embarrassed that he’d gotten so involved in the kiss. What must she think of him? He looked away and tried to gain his composure. He was a professional person. He needed to maintain a distance.

The man operating the ride slowed their car as they got to the bottom. He stopped the ride then lifted the gate, giving Kat a knowing smile. “Have a Merry Christmas you two.”

Kat’s cheeks flushed. “Thanks, Harry.”

As they walked away from the crowds, Kat exhaled. “We probably should call it a night.”

“Right.”

They headed toward Kat’s car, and Damian grew more uncomfortable. How could he have thought kissing her was a good idea? Now things were awkward between them. Should he apologize? Ignore it and pretend the kiss never happened? He settled on the latter. Best to not bring it up. Ever again.

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