A Billionaire's Holiday Love - Posey Parks Page 0,39
“Unbelievable. You plan to make a move on my woman’s sister?”
“Hope, my men are the best in the security business. They’re all around this town. If someone tries to harm you, they’ll do damage.”
He ignored Noah.
“I don’t think anyone would want to harm me because of a simple kiss.”
“Hope, you’re dating a billionaire. It only takes one sick fuck to kidnap you and hold you for ransom,” he whispered.
Vino glanced at Noah. “Did you tell her?”
Noah ran a hand gruffly across his chin. “No.”
“Walking around town alone is over. Here or anywhere else. Don’t worry. We’ll keep you safe.”
“Wow, I can’t believe how my life changed overnight.”
Noah kissed my cheek. “I won’t let you out of my sight.”
Butterflies swirled in my stomach. I loved how protective he was over me.
“Vino, join us for dinner tonight.”
He glanced at Noah, then at me. “Another time.” He stood.
“Why did you look at Noah?”
Vino shook his head. “My cousin wants you all to himself. Maybe he’ll bring you to Jersey one weekend. My mother makes the best lasagna.”
“I knew I heard a Jersey accent.” I hopped out of my seat, scurried over, and threw my arms around his neck. He hugged me back.
“I’d love that.”
Stepping back, I glanced at him again. “Please tell me your nothing like your cousin. He planned to kidnap me and take me to Aspen.”
Vino snickered. “It was a pleasure to meet you, Hope. I’ll be around. Oh, and your sister’s no longer dating other guys.”
My mouth fell open. He stepped over and hugged Noah. Vino whispered something in his ear before walking away.
“All the men in your family appear to be overly possessive.”
“Are you ready to talk to the owners?”
I sat in my seat. “Let me bring you up to speed.”
He sat beside me.
I told Noah about the possible distribution deal.
“What do you think?” My face felt tense.
“You want us to distribute flavored beer that we don’t sell to this little Christmas diner?”
“Yes, and cut them a deal on Canyon kegs. They don’t carry your product because its too expensive.”
“Babe, it’s premium beer.”
It was worth a try.
“I understand no worries. I’ll talk to them after I use the restroom. While I’m gone check out my new coat. I think you’ll love it.” A smile lit my lips.
“That means I’ll hate it.”
I sauntered into the restroom.
Noah was rich for a reason. He couldn’t run around cutting deals with every mom-and-pop shop. He’d lose money.
After I stepped out of the stall, I raked my fingers through the strands dangling over my shoulders. I washed my hands, freshened up my red matte lipstick, and strolled out the door toward our table.
My eyes widened.
Noah wasn’t at the table. He was probably waiting near the front door. I stepped to the counter and glanced to my left.
Noah and Stuart stood near the kitchen door talking.
“Hi Delila, I see it’s crazy busy in here.”
Customers’ laughter and clanking dishes struck the air in the busy restaurant.
“Hope,” she yelled over her shoulder. I heard the excitement in her voice. She filled glasses with soda.
“Did you like the spiced sweet potatoes?”
“Yes, they were delicious.”
“Are you ready to go?” Noah held my new jacket open. I slipped my arms into the soft sleeves.
“Yes.”
Delila placed the glasses on a tray, then turned to us. “You better take good care of my friend,” she grinned.
“Delila, I will.” Noah yelled over the noisy customers.
We said our goodbyes.
A few minutes later, we strolled down Christmasville Lane holding hands. The streetlights flickered on as the sky darkened before our eyes.
“How about a carriage ride?”
“I’d love that.” I peeked at the two mahogany horses hitched to the white carriage.
The carriage operator tipped his top hat as we approached. “Good evening.”
“Hello.” I smiled from ear to ear.
Noah helped me into the carriage.
I looped my arm around Noah’s as he sat beside me. “This is so romantic.”
The horses strutted slowly down the main street. We waved at onlookers.
“Noah, I know you’re the Grinch. And that’s ok. You don’t have to make sweet gestures if it will stop the second, we move to Aspen.”
His lips fell upon mine briefly. “I’ll always show you how much you mean to me. We can’t stay in this silly Christmas town and not take advantage of the...”
“Noah, spit it out,” I chuckled.
“Festivities.”
I threw my head back, laughing harder.
“Hope, I’m trying.”
Slipping my hand around his neck, my lips melted against his.
“You are, baby.”
His handsome, tanned features softened. Noah’s big green eyes swept over my face. I could see the love in his eyes.