Page 15 of A Little Christmas 4: Teller
I hurried up the stairs to the second floor and knocked on two-oh-three. Twice. Finally, there was movement inside.
When the locks opened and the chain came off the door, a very angry Teller snarled at me. “What? Oh, it’s you.” He started to close the door, but I put my foot in the way to stop it.
“Yes, it’s me. First, here.” I handed him four hundred bucks before I forced my way inside. He wasn’t thrilled, but he didn’t fight me.
“How long has that security door been broken?” I pointed toward the floor. No doubt, he knew what I meant.
“It, uh, it just happened… Wait. What the hell are you doing here? Why do you think you have any right—”
I didn’t overanalyze anything. I took him in my arms and pressed my lips against Teller’s. He stiffened for a moment, but I didn’t let go. He moaned before molding his mouth to mine.
After a few stunning seconds, Teller pulled away. He didn’t slap me as I’d expected, but he was spitting mad. “Who the fuck do you think you are?” He was still holding the money I’d given him, so I thought maybe—just maybe—I had a chance.
“I’m not a liar, I swear. I honestly forgot my money last night, and it will never happen again. I’m sorry you drew your account down, but we’ll fix that.”
His hands went up. “No, no! I’m not asking… I’m not looking…”
I kissed him again. “You’re not looking for a sugar daddy, and I know that without asking, Teller. You work too damn hard to make your own way in the world, and I’m impressed. I also want to prove myself to you. Will you let me?” God, I hoped he said yes.
I scanned his body to see a sleeper with a long zipper. Pumpkins decorated it, with fall leaves here and there. It was adorable. “Did you make this?”
His face turned bright red. “Yes. It’s one of my own designs.”
“Is this what you want to do? Do you want to designlittleclothes for adults?” In that moment, it was as plain as the nose on my face.
“How did you know?”
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Teller
Oh fuck.
“How did you know? How do you know this is what I want to do?” I sounded like an idiot, but seriously? It was as though the man had looked into my soul. It was uncanny.
“Well, I didn’t for sure. I kinda knew you were alittlebecause of Maizie. Barrett and I are good friends, and we’re both Daddies. You and Maizie are friends… You see where I’m going with this?”
I giggled. “Am I that obvious?”
Briggs reached out his hand, and I stepped closer before he could pull back. His palm touched my cheek. I put mine over the top so he couldn’t take it back and closed my eyes.
“No, baby boy. Trust me, you weren’t that obvious at all. In fact, you’ve put me through my paces, but I hope I can prove myself to you. I’m so sorry about last night…”
I couldn’t hold back. “I thought you were just too good to be true, Briggs.”
He pulled me close and kissed the side of my head. “I’m real, and I’m right here. I think we could be good for each other. Would you consider giving it a try?”
I stepped back. “Give what a try?” I needed things spelled out in black and white.
Briggs sighed. “How about we go out on dates, and I make sure I have my wallet and cash? I’d never, ever take advantage of you, Teller. Again, I’m sorry about last night.”
Seeing the sincere expression on his face, I knew I’d judged him wrong. I wasn’t sorry about it because one never knew when someone was trying to take advantage, but as I stared into those gorgeous green eyes, I knew I had nothing to worry about.
“I accept your apology, though really, I was quick to judge you. You just took me off guard because I couldn’t imagine that anyone like you would be interested in me.” That was it, plain and simple.
“Baby boy, you don’t need to doubt me ever again.”
I wasn’t sure what that meant, but I was ready to explore anything he wanted with him.
