Naughty New Year by Alisa Easton Read Free Book Online

sighed
in relief. He wasn’t sleeping with Maxine at least.
    “Yeah, here I
am.” She looked at him dumbfounded trying to figure out why he’d wanted to get
a hold of her so desperately.
    “Is Steve here?”
he asked nervously.
    “No, I’m alone.”
    “Can I come in?”
    “Sure.” She held
the door open wider for him and watched him pass through the threshold and
shuffle nervously. She indicated that they should go to the living room but
wished that she’d have cleaned up a little better after her chick flick marathon.
She could have taken the time to brush her hair and put on a bit of makeup for
that matter.
    Evan sat himself
on the couch.
    “Can I get you
something to drink?” she asked him, unsure what to do. This was an unusual
twist in her evening plans.
    “No, thanks. I
didn’t mean to barge in on you like this.”
    “Why are you
here?”
    “It’s just that
ever since I saw you with him at the restaurant, I haven’t been able to think
straight at all.”
    “Really?”
    “I’ve never been
the jealous type.” He laughed a little and looked at her nervously. “At least
not until I met you.”
    “I don’t
understand.”
    “I know I
haven’t known you very long and I probably don’t compare to him but you’re all
I think about, Michelle. I eat, sleep, breathe, and dream you. I am sure I
can’t offer you everything that he can but…”
    “But?”
    He paused and
put his face in his hands, running his hair through his fingers and laughed
again.
    “I shouldn’t be
here like this,” he said at last, “I don’t know what I was thinking. I’m so
sorry for bothering you, Michelle.”
    He got up to
leave and she grabbed his arm. “Wait, Evan. Where are you going?”
    “You must think
I’m crazy showing up here like this all lovesick and crazy over you when we
only just met a week ago. I should have never thought…”
    “Lovesick?”
    “Yeah, silly
huh?”
    “Evan…”
    “Only a couple
minutes until midnight. I’m sure you must want to call him or something,” Evan
said moving toward the door again, “I’m so sorry I showed up here like this.”
    “Evan! Stay,
please.”
    The both looked
at the TV as the anticipation of the ball dropping increased. Only two minutes
until midnight and Michelle felt her heart pounding. She had the most gorgeous
man she’d ever met beside her. She couldn’t think of a better way to start the
new year. She moved closer and took his hand as they stared into each other’s
eyes. She was certain as the final countdown began that she must be holding her
breath.
    Ten, nine,
eight, seven…
    Evan pulled her
into his arms and smiled down at her. She smiled in return. She could feel his
heart against her beating just as wildly.
    Six, five, four,
three…
    She glanced at
the TV one last time as the ball made its decent and then looked back at Evan.
    Two…
    One…
    He pulled her
face to his in a fierce kiss that told her everything she needed to know.
    Happy New Year!
    She never wanted
to let go. They stood kissing each other, exploring each other’s mouths and
faces as if they would never stop. Another year could pass and she wouldn’t
care as long as his arms were wrapped around her.
    He broke the
connection but only long enough to sweep her into his arms and carry her to the
bedroom. She started pulling off his clothes as soon as her feet hit the floor.
He did the same yanking at her sweater and jeans as though they were in a race
to undress. He pulled her into his arms again and planted her face with kisses.
She felt as though she’d come home after being away for too long. How could she
have ever considered going back to Steve? She knew now without a doubt that she
could never return to Chicago. She wrapped her legs around him. He supported
her weight easily in his arms as he deepened the kiss.
    “I’ve missed
you,” he said between kisses.
    “I can feel
that,” she said giggling slightly.
    He pressed her
body into the door still holding her legs