All I Want For Christmas Is You - Vi Keeland Page 0,86
should call maintenance about that. I’ll ask them to come and check it out.” I look around, then feign a shiver. “I think I just felt a draft.”
“Did you?” He chuckles as he walks to me and stands beside me. I smell his scent, and I just look down. “Oh, I feel it,” he says, and I side-eye him. “You should call maintenance.”
“I will do that right now,” I say, not moving, and I feel him step closer to me.
“Do you have any Christmas plans?” he asks, putting his hands in his pockets.
“No,” I say. “Tiff is going away, and my parents are taking a Mediterranean cruise.”
A knock on the door has us both turning toward it. “You guys are late for the meeting,” Tom says. “We’re waiting on you.”
“We’ll be right there,” Zach says. Tom nods and walks out.
“I’m going to get my stuff for the meeting,” I say, walking away from him, and only when I’m out of his office do my legs stop shaking.
Zach
Underneath the Tree
I shake my head when she walks out of the room. “A draft.” I watch her shake her hands, and I know she’s nervous when she does that. Her long brown hair falls forward when she looks down to get the files she needs. Her tight black skirt fits like a glove and goes right up to her knees. Her black and white striped long-sleeved turtleneck molds to her body. Every single day she walks in like she owns the world, and yes, every day, I get here before her just to watch her walk in. Just to have those moments while she gets settled for the day to watch her. I also spend a good minute after to make sure my cock goes down, and I don’t embarrass myself.
“Are you coming?” She sticks her head in, and I pick up the folder that I need.
We walk side by side, and I get a whiff of her citrus smell. Our hands graze each other’s as we walk into the conference room and head to the two empty chairs. I wait for her to sit before getting settled and open my file. “Sorry I’m late,” I say, laughing and looking around the table. “Let’s get started.” I look down at the papers in the file and see that it’s all different.
“Is everything okay?” Chloe asks me when I flip the papers over and over.
“This whole file is mixed up,” I tell her, looking at her and seeing her eyes flicker.
“You can use my file,” she says, handing me her own file, and we go over the notes I had.
When I walk back into my office, I go straight for my files when I hear Jax’s laughter. I look out to see him sitting on Chloe’s desk, and I get irritated. He does this every single time he stops by. “Stop flirting with my assistant!” I yell, and he looks into my office and gets up.
“Well, I see you woke up on the right side of the bed,” he says sarcastically, sitting down in the chair in front of my desk. “Is it the blue balls that have you so bent up?”
I look out toward Chloe’s desk to see if she heard him when I hiss, “I don’t have blue balls.” He tilts his head to the side.
“You haven’t had sex in over a year,” he reminds me, and I glare at him. “If they aren’t blue, they are fifty pounds.”
“I’ve been …” I don’t even know what to say.
“I know you’ve been saving yourself.” He looks at me and then turns his head toward Chloe, who is getting up now.
“I’m going to head down and get something to eat. Do you two want anything?” she asks. I shake my head, and Jax looks at her and smiles as he shakes his head.
“Are you still going away for the week?” Jax asks, and I nod. “Are you still going to spend New Year’s Eve there?”
“I haven’t decided,” I tell him the truth.
“You know what you need to do.” He folds his arms over his chest, and I lean back in my chair. “You need to get laid. Find a girl and bang the shit out of her for the whole week.”
“It’s not always about sex,” I tell him. “It’s about …”
“If you even mention the L-word,” he says, “I’m going to …”
The knock on the door has us both looking up. “I got you a protein shake,” Chloe says, coming in and handing it