Free Holiday Treasure (Billionaire Bachelors - Book 10) by Melody Anne Page B

thought.
    “Let’s just say I was…dared,” he told her, forcing a smile.
    “You were dared to live here?”
    “Sort of,” he said with a sigh. “My family is…complicated. I have three brothers and a sister, and we all kind of…well…went our separate ways. So my dad stepped in and decided we needed projects to do.” Tanner stopped cold, unwilling to elaborate.
    “I’m thoroughly confused right now. What does your living here and your father giving you projects have to do with anything?”
    “Hey. Don’t stop working on the Christmas tree ornaments,” he told her, and she began stringing her goodies again. “I don’t know how to explain it other than to say that he decided we were all a little spoiled and wanted to see us doing something different with our lives.”
    “Are you spoiled?”
    Tanner laughed as his eyes met hers, and Kyla couldn’t figure out how to get the dang popcorn on her string. She felt like he was holding her prisoner with his gaze, and the reality was that she didn’t want to be freed.
    His expression changed. He set down his own length of string, scooted closer to her, and, gently removing the string she was working on from her fingers, he raised a hand and cupping her cheek.
    “You make me feel, Kyla,” he whispered, and then he leaned in and caressed her lips with his.
    She forgot all about her question to him, or the fact that he hadn’t answered it.
    Kyla couldn’t breathe as his hand moved back and he let his fingers drift through her hair. She knew she should stop this, but she didn’t know why. When he tugged her closer and lifted her onto his lap, she didn’t hesitate to wrap her arms around his neck and lean in against his solid body. “You make me forget,” she murmured.
    And he did. He made her forget it all.
    “I want you to forget anything other than me,” he said before closing what little gap was left between them and kissing her with so much heat, she was sure she’d see scorch marks on his couch.
    When his hands traveled beneath the hem of her shirt and up the naked skin of her back, she knew she had to decide what she was going to do next. It was too soon for this, and he was a stranger. She wasn’t ready to make love to him.
    Pulling back, she looked into his eyes and nearly changed her mind. So much fire burned in his gaze. That heat was for her, and only her, at least at this moment.
    “I think we should finish the decorations,” she said lamely. Was he going to just end up disgusted with her and ask her to leave? That wouldn’t shock her.
    His hand was still up the back of her shirt and he paused in the act of caressing her skin. His eyes still burned into hers. “Are you sure that’s what you want?” he asked, leaning forward and nipping her bottom lip, making heat travel straight to her core.
    “No,” she admitted. “But it’s what I need to do.”
    “Okay, then.” With that, he bent forward and gave her one more small, chaste kiss, and then he slid to the other end of the couch and picked his string back up. When she sat there speechless and dazed, he looked up. “If you continue looking at me like that, I will listen to your eyes and not your mouth,” he warned her.
    Her eyes widened and for just the briefest of moments she wished he would take control away from her. But she knew she couldn’t think like that. With shaky hands she picked up her yarn and began stringing popcorn and cranberries again. It was a mindless task, and she needed that now.
    Everything felt awkward for only a few more minutes and then Kyla found herself laughing as Tanner joked with her, often getting up and brushing against her, but not reaching in for a kiss again.
    Once the popcorn and the cranberry strands were done, she brought out some white paper and taught him how to make snowflakes. The pizza arrived, and their time together couldn’t have been better as her stomach filled with pizza, Christmas goodies, and wine.
    When they looked at their