Her Christmas Wish
“That movie had so many fine men I almost couldn’t function.”
Despite herself, Laila laughed. A few years ago, they’d gone on a full movie marathon—The Best Man, The Brothers, Think Like a Man—and it had turned into their unofficial ‘sexy man movie night.’ Before she left Charleston, they’d capped it off with Crazy Rich Asians, mostly because Laila had been halfway in love with Henry Golding.
“Speaking of yummy men,” she said, smiling to herself, “where’s Hunter?”
Sebastian huffed. “Had to work. Lucky bastard. He promised me mind-blowing sex to make up for leaving me alone tonight, but—and I can’t believe I’m saying this—there are just some things sex can’t fix.”
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