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Authors: Willa Edwards
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bigger. At least Daniel could hold onto his woman instead of hiding at home with a broken heart.
Sending her a quick note, releasing her from their entanglement, had seemed the only option. He thought she’d get over his departure faster if she hated him. Plenty of Masters would love a submissive like her—beautiful, obedient without being a doormat. He’d assumed all this time that she’d found another Dom, someone else who could give her what she needed.
Instead, she’d discovered his brother. Fate had a fucking cruel sense of humor.
Chapter Five
“Just a little farther to the right.”
Kate’s voice drifted over to them from across the room. Beside Daniel, his brother groaned. Holding the sticky, spiky tree trunk in his hands, he shifted it according to Kate’s direction.
“When will this damn woman be satisfied?” Grant grumbled under his breath.
Daniel laughed. He glanced over at his girl. She squinted, focusing on the tree. She looked the picture of a perfect cowgirl in a soft pink, flowered dress, chunky cable-knit cardigan and boots. It was hard to remember she’d been born and raised in the city.
The dress stretched across her amazing tits, the hem high enough to give a glimpse of just enough silky skin to have his cock twitching in his pants. The sight of her standing there in his childhood home, looking so fucking gorgeous made him want to drag her back to his bedroom and fuck her all over again. His chest swelled with pride. This weekend had already turned out better than he’d anticipated. She fitted in perfectly with his family. She fell right into place with all of them, without missing a step. He hoped she liked the idea of making it permanent.
“Move the damn tree this way, dummy,” Grant shouted, his tone stern and his jaw clenched.
Daniel’s arms shook slightly as Grant took on the majority of the seven-foot fir’s weight. Daniel turned his gaze back to the tree before him, trying and failing to ignore the small, dark-haired woman surveying them from the other end of the room—at least some of his anatomy was. How he’d gotten so lucky as to have her in his life, Daniel would never know. He held onto the trunk a little tighter, pushing the tree toward his brother, trying to do as Kate had bidden.
“That’s it,” she declared after a minute of staring at the tree in its new position. “It’s perfect.”
“Finally,” Grant cursed beneath his breath. He twisted the screws in the tree base to keep the balsam fixed in place.
Daniel glanced over at his brother. What bug had climbed up his ass? No one loved setting up a Christmas tree. It certainly wasn’t his favorite task of the weekend. But Grant seemed to be in a worse mood than usual. All Daniel could hope for was that he didn’t say anything to Kate. Daniel would kick Grant’s ass if he ruined this weekend with some asshole remark, especially when Daniel had such an important plan.
With the tree fixed to the stand, Daniel backed out from underneath the balsam’s long arms. The smell of pine perfumed the air, accompanied by the scent of the sugar cookies his mother had just placed in the oven. Was there anywhere better on earth than here? If he was being honest with himself, there wasn’t. Not even Dallas.
He couldn’t remember being this content in a long time. A huge part of it was due to the woman standing across the room, her mouth pursed in a cute little pout. She scanned the tree, inspecting his brother’s method of attaching the multicolored twinkle lights to the branches. She was everything Daniel had ever wanted—warm, loving, open. He’d known she was the one from their first exchanged word in the bank lobby while she’d waited for her father. Now he just had to prove it to her.
Daniel stepped back to stand next to Kate, staring at the tree as she did. The balsam fir did look perfect in the living room, just the right size—big and lush but not bushy. Kate had made a perfect choice.
Sending her a quick note, releasing her from their entanglement, had seemed the only option. He thought she’d get over his departure faster if she hated him. Plenty of Masters would love a submissive like her—beautiful, obedient without being a doormat. He’d assumed all this time that she’d found another Dom, someone else who could give her what she needed.
Instead, she’d discovered his brother. Fate had a fucking cruel sense of humor.
Chapter Five
“Just a little farther to the right.”
Kate’s voice drifted over to them from across the room. Beside Daniel, his brother groaned. Holding the sticky, spiky tree trunk in his hands, he shifted it according to Kate’s direction.
“When will this damn woman be satisfied?” Grant grumbled under his breath.
Daniel laughed. He glanced over at his girl. She squinted, focusing on the tree. She looked the picture of a perfect cowgirl in a soft pink, flowered dress, chunky cable-knit cardigan and boots. It was hard to remember she’d been born and raised in the city.
The dress stretched across her amazing tits, the hem high enough to give a glimpse of just enough silky skin to have his cock twitching in his pants. The sight of her standing there in his childhood home, looking so fucking gorgeous made him want to drag her back to his bedroom and fuck her all over again. His chest swelled with pride. This weekend had already turned out better than he’d anticipated. She fitted in perfectly with his family. She fell right into place with all of them, without missing a step. He hoped she liked the idea of making it permanent.
“Move the damn tree this way, dummy,” Grant shouted, his tone stern and his jaw clenched.
Daniel’s arms shook slightly as Grant took on the majority of the seven-foot fir’s weight. Daniel turned his gaze back to the tree before him, trying and failing to ignore the small, dark-haired woman surveying them from the other end of the room—at least some of his anatomy was. How he’d gotten so lucky as to have her in his life, Daniel would never know. He held onto the trunk a little tighter, pushing the tree toward his brother, trying to do as Kate had bidden.
“That’s it,” she declared after a minute of staring at the tree in its new position. “It’s perfect.”
“Finally,” Grant cursed beneath his breath. He twisted the screws in the tree base to keep the balsam fixed in place.
Daniel glanced over at his brother. What bug had climbed up his ass? No one loved setting up a Christmas tree. It certainly wasn’t his favorite task of the weekend. But Grant seemed to be in a worse mood than usual. All Daniel could hope for was that he didn’t say anything to Kate. Daniel would kick Grant’s ass if he ruined this weekend with some asshole remark, especially when Daniel had such an important plan.
With the tree fixed to the stand, Daniel backed out from underneath the balsam’s long arms. The smell of pine perfumed the air, accompanied by the scent of the sugar cookies his mother had just placed in the oven. Was there anywhere better on earth than here? If he was being honest with himself, there wasn’t. Not even Dallas.
He couldn’t remember being this content in a long time. A huge part of it was due to the woman standing across the room, her mouth pursed in a cute little pout. She scanned the tree, inspecting his brother’s method of attaching the multicolored twinkle lights to the branches. She was everything Daniel had ever wanted—warm, loving, open. He’d known she was the one from their first exchanged word in the bank lobby while she’d waited for her father. Now he just had to prove it to her.
Daniel stepped back to stand next to Kate, staring at the tree as she did. The balsam fir did look perfect in the living room, just the right size—big and lush but not bushy. Kate had made a perfect choice.
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