Page 53 of Mister Curb Appeal
She squeals, tapping me on the arm, but her sparkling eyes tell me she’s delighted with my body’s reaction. “You! I can’t take you anywhere!”
“Ha! You’re the one who just threw a perfectly good glass of sparkling wine over that woman. Couldn’t you have reached for the glass of water?”
We both laugh, Lexi holds her sides as we find the sweet irony of the situation. “I really should have. But let’s get home and crack a bottle. Mr. Snuggles is waiting.” My hand slides down to her ass, where I give her a little pinch and a tap. She squeals again and tries to wriggle out of my grasp, but I’m not budging. Not when I have her set in my sights.
“That sounds perfect.” I lean into her ear, my warm breath feeling at home as I take in her sweet scent and graze the shell of her ear. “I need to be wrapped around you like that Christmas tinsel, Lexi.”
“Your wish is my command.”
Epilogue
JOSHUA
Christmas Eve
The new listing I just landed has both me and my dad excited. It’s a thirty-day listing for some marketing executive bigshot, and I’m here for it.
Dad taught us everything from the ground up, and it’s hard at first when you’re competing with other agents, but now it comes like second nature. Owners can be hard work, but the commission makes it worth it, and I’m happy to bend over backwards for my clients, all within reason of course.
The sign has just gone up out on the front lawn of the manicured gardens, and I’m putting out the open house signs when I hear a toot from the curbside.
I turn on my heel just as the passenger window slides down.
“Hey Mister Curb Appeal!”
My grin shows the recipient exactly how happy I am to see her, and her smile is so fucking radiant I want to swallow it whole. “Lexi.” I’m already walking toward Ali’s car as the two of them follow my steps. “Hey.” I dip my head down and rest on the passenger door and lean in to kiss her quickly.
“Fancy seeing you here.” She smiles up at me as I pull back.
“Fancy that.” I smile back. “To what pleasure do I owe you, beautiful women?”
And that’s tongue in cheek because I pleasured my beautiful girl until the wee hours, the little pink tinge to her cheeks confirms what she’s thinking about, too.
“We were in the neighborhood,” Ali explains. “Congratulations again on the new listing.”
“Why, thank you, that means a lot.”
“It’s a stunning property,” Lexi says, she missed out on coming to the agent caravan a few days ago due to another appointment, but Ali turned up at the same time as my dad. Ali’s listings are generally out in Malibu, but sometimes they have clients looking in the area, so it pays to have seen the new listing.
“We’re just on our way to a showing otherwise we’d swing in for a look,” Lexi says.
“Bummer.” I’d love nothing more than to spend some extra moments with her, even on work time. “But we have that tinsel shopping thing to do later,” I add.
Yup, that cute little dusting of a blush creeps up her neck back to her cheeks at the mention of tinsel.
Code word last night for:mad sexathon wearing your birthday suit.
“Ah, that’s right,” she manages to bubble out, her soft pink lips press together, hiding her smile.
“I know that’s a code word for something dirty,” Ali says, slapping her forehead. “But I’m not even going to ask what it is.”
“Probably best not to,” I muse with a shrug, but boy am I looking forward to spending tonight with her again. We plan to have a quiet candlelit dinner at her place with Mr. Snuggles, then head over to Dad’s for Christmas lunch.
“I’ll make those cookies you love so much,” Lexi says.
That’s when Ali actually plugs her fingers in her ears and sings “La, la, la.” Shaking her head in the process like she’s trying to drown out any innuendo.
Lexi and I both laugh out loud. “That isn’t code for anything, Ali, I love Lexi’s baking. You can take your hands down.”
