His Christmas Rose by C.M. Steele Read Free Book Online Page A

really good looking, even the women, but I don’t want them either. My attraction to you isn’t because I missed out on not having your brother. I am not quite sure what it is that draws me to you.”
    “Maybe it’s because I was pushy and didn’t give you an option. If Matt had been here, maybe you would have submitted to his pushy and demanding nature?”
    “Do you want to call Matt to have him come and see? I could let him charm me out of my panties, and maybe I could see if he can make me come like you do.” She wanted to laugh as she watched his anger rise.
    “The hell you will. You are mine. I will fuck his ass up if he even tries to fuck with you.” He pulled her into his chest.
    “Then calm down. I don’t want your brother, I want you! You do know that I had seen Matt before I left for school and I was already seventeen. I didn’t wait for him to try and talk to me. I hurried away because I remember what he had said about wanting me when I was legal.” She was getting annoyed with his jealousy. They haven’t even been around other people and he was jumping to conclusions.
    “Then why didn’t you tell me you had met him before if you didn’t want him?” The vulnerability in his words made her anger fade.
    “Because you was breathing down my neck about me being in cahoots with my father. I was afraid if you knew that, you would have thought I was here to seduce him.” She reached her arms around his neck and pulled his head down, “Kiss me, the only Kane man for me.” She touched her lips to his and softly invaded his mouth.
    He pulled slowly away and told her softly, “I already told you I was keeping you either way, but I am glad you didn’t, babe, because I would have knowingly stolen you from Matt.” He grabbed her closely to him and kissed her with pent up desire then abruptly stood up and walked away.
    “What?!” She looked at him with a cross pout.
    “Baby, I am hungry and I am sure you are ready to eat. We are not done for the night by a long shot. I was trying to make a nice dinner for you, but that didn’t work out.” He looked over to the burnt watered out steaks that sat in a dirty pan.
    “I guess it is sandwiches again? I will make them today, handsome.”
    “Okay, well I tried, baby. One night I am going to make you the best dinner you have ever had.”
    She made him a turkey and ham sandwich with pickles and tomatoes. She liked all those things, but she wanted lettuce, too. They ate in companionable silence.
    “I guess that explains why he sent me here thinking whatever his plan was would work, at least your brother and I had met before.”
    “Yes, don’t remind me. I wish I had met you last year. You would have brightened what had been a rough year.”
    “I am glad it was you, too, Spencer.” Spencer stood out of his seat and leaned across the table and kissed her right on the nose. “You are perfect, baby. God, you have me wrapped around your pretty little fingers.”
    “Ooooh, can I have you wrapped around my fingers?” Rose winked at him suggestively.
    “Damn it, woman, I am only one man!!! You are going to wear me out.” He gave an over exaggerated sigh with his hand on his forehead.
    “Fine, old man. Good night,” she tossed her napkin at him and took off running.
    “Old man? I will show you what this old man can do,” he chased after her, catching her before she hit the bedroom door. 
    “Ha he he he, stop, I give up, you don’t have to tickle me.” She couldn’t stop his invading hands tickling her so she decided to fight back and thankfully Spencer was just as ticklish.
    Their game of tickling turned into much more. They made love one more time that night.

~Chapter Eight~
    The next three days were spent the same way, learning about each other’s likes and dislikes, cooking for each other, and making love. They were glad to be snowed in. By the third day of their seclusion he had decided he needed to go out and shop for her. He was running out of