Mistletoe & Kisses by Anthology Read Free Book Online Page A

I’m not proud of and will have flashing before my eyes at my final moments, but they were worth it. How about a little pic to make up for my acts?
    O: Who in the hell is this?
    M: Wow, you’ve forgotten me already. Well, how about I give you a reminder of your body pressed up against mine in your hallway with you only wearing a flimsy pajama shirt that barely covered the little boxer shorts that barely covered your ass. Your braless tits rubbing up against me causing my morning wood to get even more painfully hard.
    O: Holy shit! Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?
    M: I kissed your mouth with this mouth and I’d love to do it again and again and again. Then kiss even more places on you.
    O: Seriously, who is this?
    M: Woman, you had better fucking know who this is. Grrrr
    O: Did you just Grrr at me?
    M: I did and if you don’t type my name in your next response I’m getting on a plane and I’m going to remind you exactly who I am.
    O: Oh Merick. How are you? It has been forever.
    M: Woman!!! I have the phone in my hands
    O: Oh sorry M… what was it again.
    M: I’m dialing the airport…
    O: Good! And when you get a hold of them you can tell them that the WOMAN you are coming out here to see is presently wearing another pajama shirt as well as an even smaller pair of boxer shorts and knee high socks. Murphy :p
    M: Damn I was hoping to be on the plane by the time you ‘said’ my name.
    O: And what would you have done when you got here?
    M: Open your front door and find out
    O: What? Are you really… stop
    M: Olive?
    M: Olive?
    M: Woman!!
    O: They are beautiful thank you :/
    M: What is the :/ for? What you don’t like Gerbera daisies and Asters? You have a bunch of pictures of them around your house.
    O: No, no. I do I love them, thank you.
    M: Then why the :/ not the :D
    M: Hello?
    O: I’m here. I was just putting them in a vase. They are now up on my mantel. Pic attached
    M: Holy Shit! I miss those lips. Did I really just meet you six days ago?
    O: Yup. At a wonderful beautifully decorated country club that you drank yourself into a stupor at that required me to bring you home with me. Are you going to tell me what that was about BTW?
    M: I had just lost a major deal and was pissed. Then I was dragged by my older brother to his new firm’s holiday party which was held in an awesomely decorated winter wonderland by a lady who has great legs that I would love to have …
    M: Has it really only been six days? You’re sure?
    O: my legs wrapped around your waist and my back pressed up against my hallway wall
    M: as I run my tongue over the seam of your lips then slide in your delicious mouth until you are moaning for more
    O: Murphy?
    M: Yes
    O: I really wanted you to be at my front door when I opened it :(
    M: Me too :(
    M: can we get back to you moaning my name?
    O: Murphy?
    M: Yes
    O: The next time I open my door will you be on the other side of the door?
    M: Why don’t you open it and find out
    I admit it...I gasped. Is he really here? I know virtually nothing about this man, but I have never felt so attracted to someone. So drawn to them. It isn’t insta-love...that only happens in romance novels. What do I do if he really is out there? Do I let him in? Do I let him take me to bed? You know what…Fuck it! I’m taking the chance. I need some excitement in my life and he makes me laugh and he makes the butterflies in my stomach flutter out of control. Okay I admit it...I ran to the door, but now that the knob was in my hand, I think I needed a moment. My phone pinged.
    M: You know you want to open that door
    O: Actually I think I’m going to go to bed
    M: Woman!
    O: Murphy?
    “Fuck, I was afraid you really weren’t going to open the door.” He smiled that smile and I knew, for right now I was going to just go with the flow.
    “Did you say something about kissing me with that dirty mouth of yours?” I stepped back from the door and he quickly stepped in, closing and locking the door behind him