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Merry Christmas (5)
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Breed Me Dirty {Open wide. Take it raw. Beg for more} Merry Christmas (7)
ChristieIt was Christmas Eve, and I found myself at the barn again. I went to Stacy's stall to say goodnight, leaning my head against her soft neck and kissing her on the nose. I stopped to chat with a few friends on my phone, giggling at the jokes they were making. It was a chilly, quiet night.But the silence didn't last. The door opened, and both boys strolled in casually."Hi," I said in a small voice."Hey, Christie," Colton answered. He had that small, reassuring smile on his face. Caleb didn't say anything; he just stood there, gawking at me like he was trying to see right through my skin.I shifted my weight, looking between them. They were standing closer together than usual. It felt intentional. My heart started racing."We've been talking," Caleb said suddenly.My heart dropped into my stomach. The embarrassment hit me hard. "I didn't mean to. I should have told... I should have st—" But Caleb held up a hand."I know you kissed my big-headed brother after the bonfire," Cal
Breed Me Dirty {Open wide. Take it raw. Beg for more} Merry Christmas (6)
ChristieThe next morning, I reluctantly crawled out of bed. The last thing I needed was Dad and Sarah both worrying about me at the same time.My head throbbed, and every time I closed my eyes, I felt Colton’s body hovering over me and his soft lips pressed against mine, moving so tenderly.I washed up quickly, slipped on a big tee and casual shorts, and dragged myself downstairs, my heart doing a nervous dance in my chest.Both of them were already at the table. Caleb was nursing what I assumed was coffee, looking broody and tired. The smell of Sarah’s coffee beans wafted through the air as I drew closer; I made a mental note to take some home for Mom.Colton was mid-laugh at something Sarah said, but the second he saw me, he choked on his orange juice. His face went a deep, unmistakable shade of red.“Good morning, everyone,” my voice came out a little squeaky.“Morning, Christie,” my dad beamed. “Have a good time?”“Yeah,” I mumbled, sliding into the only empty seat, right between
Breed Me Dirty {Open wide. Take it raw. Beg for more} Merry Christmas (5)
ChristieThe way he kissed me reminded me of the boy I had kissed in the kitchen. Could it be possible that both brothers kissed the same way? I mean, they were twins, after all. Or was Caleb the boy I had kissed last night? He didn't seem to remember—or was he just pretending?I couldn't complete that thought because he pulled me flush against his rock-hard body, all conversation about horses thrown out the window. He let his hands wander down my back, letting them rest on my ass. He squeezed hard, then gave me a sharp spank.I yelped and looked toward the door, half-expecting someone to walk in on us. This was a lot different from the kitchen; it was late then, and I was fairly certain everyone was asleep. Now it was evening, and anyone could wander in. But the door was shut. I didn't remember shutting it—he must have done it when he walked in. Had he planned this?I stood on my tiptoes, leaning closer to deepen the kiss as I wrapped my hands around his neck. His tongue probed my mo
Breed Me Dirty {Open wide. Take it raw. Beg for more} Merry Christmas (4)
ChristieI woke up the next morning with my head spinning. I stayed under the covers for a long time, staring at the ceiling and replaying those few minutes in the kitchen over and over. Him slipping out of the shadows unexpectedly, the sudden tension, the way his breath felt against my skin, his hand around my neck—it had been perfect, and it had been a total disaster. I still didn't know which one of them it was.Was it Caleb? Or Colton?A knock at the door made me bolt upright. My father pushed the door open, carrying a breakfast tray. "Morning, Christie. I figured I'd bring this up since you slept in so late.""Thanks, Dad," I said, my voice sounding foreign to my own ears.He set the tray on my lap and lingered for a second. "So, how are you doing? How do you like it here so far? I know it's... a lot to take in. I should have told you about the boys. I wanted to, I just didn't…" He trailed off. "I guess I just didn't know how to bring it up. I want you to know you're important to
Breed Me Dirty {Open wide. Take it raw. Beg for more} Merry Christmas (3)
ChristieAs we walked back toward the house, Colton kept his arm hooked around my shoulders; I felt warmer everywhere our bodies touched.I kept thinking about what he’d told me in the orchard—about his mom losing herself after the divorce and how she was finally “glowing” because of my dad.It made the guilt twist in my gut. I’d been so busy being the victim of this move that I hadn’t even considered that Sarah was just a person trying to be happy again.The second we stepped through the back door, the house was pure chaos. I heard Sarah’s voice sounding frantic and my dad’s deep tone bordering on a yell. But the moment they saw us, the noise died instantly. It was like someone hit a mute button.They all stared. I felt smaller than usual in Colton’s massive hoodie. I lowered my eyes, unable to meet their gazes.“I’m sorry,” I said, the words coming out before I could overthink them. “I didn’t mean to make everyone panic.”Sarah blinked. Her eyes were red and wet with unshed tears, a
Breed Me Dirty {Open wide. Take it raw. Beg for more} Merry Christmas (2)
ChristieIt took me a whole minute to come to, maybe a little more than that. I felt like I was back in high school, in the boys' locker room, watching two hot football players change. Only I was standing in my father's old farmhouse, and they were my brothers—well, stepbrothers. The distinction was important."Are you okay, Christie?" My father's wife had stepped forward, peering at me with a look of concern on her face."What?" My voice was an inaudible gasp.I stared at my father, who also looked worried for me. Everyone was staring at me in concern—well, except the boys, who were grinning from ear to ear. What were their names again? Had they already told me?"Who are you?" I blurted out before I could stop myself. My cheeks heated up in embarrassment. I had meant to ask what their names were."Wow! Okay," one of the boys exclaimed, a cheesy grin on his face. I noticed he had a pretty dimple when he smiled. "My name is Caleb, and this is my brother—""Older brother," the other one
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