him to see was a
lacy bra and panties set. Kent checked the size and quickly typed the size into his phone. Touching the
fabric, he felt like a creep and quickly placed them back inside the basket.
Her body had been rubbing all over the underwear.
Licking his lips, he took several deep breaths before
returning to the living room. She was making some meat sauce with pasta. The
garlic and onion scents filled the air. His mouth watered, and his stomach
grumbled. Grabbing the remote he turned the news on and then wandered into the
kitchen.
Lana was stood at the counter, stirring the sauce.
He gazed at the curve of her back and the full roundness of
her ass.
“I bought you some beers,” she said.
“Thanks.”
Kent grabbed the
bottle from the fridge. He moved beside her and popped the top off on the
counter.
She whacked his shoulder. “You break or damage my work
counter in any way and you’ll be paying for it, buddy. There’s a bottle opener
in the far drawer. Use it next time.”
He watched her work about the kitchen. All the time he was
imagining her in the red underwear he’d discovered in the laundry basket.
After they ate dinner, Lana did the dishes as he started
wrapping their gifts. They fought over the tape, and Kent knew in that moment there was
no other place he’d rather be than in Lana’s apartment, wrapping gifts. He was
in love with her. His feelings for her were no longer in question. Their
friendship meant everything to him, and his love would remain hidden.
Chapter
Thirteen
Christmas at the Andersons ’
Lana waited for Kent to pick her up. It was
Christmas Eve, and everything had been arranged for him to collect her on his
way to his parents’ house. He’d stopped off at his office building prior to
picking her up. She checked her suitcase for the hundredth time then all of her
bags to make sure she’d packed the presents. Her stay with the Andersons would last until the New Year.
She looked forward to bringing in the New Year with them.
Tucking her hair behind her ear, she pushed her glasses up
her nose before putting on her coat. She sat waiting until finally there was a
knock on her door.
Kent stood with
his hands in the air in surrender. “I’m sorry. Traffic was a nightmare. Is this
everything?” he asked, grabbing some of her bags.
“Yeah, this is everything.”
“It’s snowing out.” He warned her as they got to the ground
floor. She followed him out the door and around to his car. He’d put snow tires
on the instant the bad weather hit.
They placed her bags alongside his in the boot of his car.
He helped her into her seat then climbed in behind the wheel.
Lana watched as he pulled into the flow of traffic.
“Everyone’s panicking with the last minute shopping. I’m
surprised you got the time off work at the diner,” he said. “I passed it on the
way to you, and it was packed.”
She smiled. Lana wasn’t about to tell him she’d lost her job
at the diner. After she’d asked for time off, the woman who owned the diner
refused. She expected Lana to work Christmas Day, which she’d refused. She
would worry after New Year on how she was going to pay for rent and food. The
bonus she received from Kent would stretch and, she hoped, give her enough time to find a new job.
“Are your parents happy with me coming this year?” she
asked.
“They are. You’d better be prepared, Lana. The whole family
is going to be there. Sophie and Dawn are bringing their men, and Eric’s got
his whole family. Christmas is always a big event at home. Mom is cooking up
two turkeys to feed us all.”
The way he described Christmases made Lana envious. When she
lived in the trailer with her own mother, Lana spent most of the holidays
catching up on homework or avoiding the men who stopped by.
She shivered recalling that time of year. There were never
any presents left by Santa for her or any decorations. The trailer looked a
mess year in and year out. Her mother never
lacy bra and panties set. Kent checked the size and quickly typed the size into his phone. Touching the
fabric, he felt like a creep and quickly placed them back inside the basket.
Her body had been rubbing all over the underwear.
Licking his lips, he took several deep breaths before
returning to the living room. She was making some meat sauce with pasta. The
garlic and onion scents filled the air. His mouth watered, and his stomach
grumbled. Grabbing the remote he turned the news on and then wandered into the
kitchen.
Lana was stood at the counter, stirring the sauce.
He gazed at the curve of her back and the full roundness of
her ass.
“I bought you some beers,” she said.
“Thanks.”
Kent grabbed the
bottle from the fridge. He moved beside her and popped the top off on the
counter.
She whacked his shoulder. “You break or damage my work
counter in any way and you’ll be paying for it, buddy. There’s a bottle opener
in the far drawer. Use it next time.”
He watched her work about the kitchen. All the time he was
imagining her in the red underwear he’d discovered in the laundry basket.
After they ate dinner, Lana did the dishes as he started
wrapping their gifts. They fought over the tape, and Kent knew in that moment there was
no other place he’d rather be than in Lana’s apartment, wrapping gifts. He was
in love with her. His feelings for her were no longer in question. Their
friendship meant everything to him, and his love would remain hidden.
Chapter
Thirteen
Christmas at the Andersons ’
Lana waited for Kent to pick her up. It was
Christmas Eve, and everything had been arranged for him to collect her on his
way to his parents’ house. He’d stopped off at his office building prior to
picking her up. She checked her suitcase for the hundredth time then all of her
bags to make sure she’d packed the presents. Her stay with the Andersons would last until the New Year.
She looked forward to bringing in the New Year with them.
Tucking her hair behind her ear, she pushed her glasses up
her nose before putting on her coat. She sat waiting until finally there was a
knock on her door.
Kent stood with
his hands in the air in surrender. “I’m sorry. Traffic was a nightmare. Is this
everything?” he asked, grabbing some of her bags.
“Yeah, this is everything.”
“It’s snowing out.” He warned her as they got to the ground
floor. She followed him out the door and around to his car. He’d put snow tires
on the instant the bad weather hit.
They placed her bags alongside his in the boot of his car.
He helped her into her seat then climbed in behind the wheel.
Lana watched as he pulled into the flow of traffic.
“Everyone’s panicking with the last minute shopping. I’m
surprised you got the time off work at the diner,” he said. “I passed it on the
way to you, and it was packed.”
She smiled. Lana wasn’t about to tell him she’d lost her job
at the diner. After she’d asked for time off, the woman who owned the diner
refused. She expected Lana to work Christmas Day, which she’d refused. She
would worry after New Year on how she was going to pay for rent and food. The
bonus she received from Kent would stretch and, she hoped, give her enough time to find a new job.
“Are your parents happy with me coming this year?” she
asked.
“They are. You’d better be prepared, Lana. The whole family
is going to be there. Sophie and Dawn are bringing their men, and Eric’s got
his whole family. Christmas is always a big event at home. Mom is cooking up
two turkeys to feed us all.”
The way he described Christmases made Lana envious. When she
lived in the trailer with her own mother, Lana spent most of the holidays
catching up on homework or avoiding the men who stopped by.
She shivered recalling that time of year. There were never
any presents left by Santa for her or any decorations. The trailer looked a
mess year in and year out. Her mother never
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