leapt into his arms wrapping her long legs around Brant’s strong frame.
It was like whiplash! Her blonde hair smelled like vanilla as Holly came crashing into him. She kissed him passionately and furiously on his lips as if he was a soldier who had just come home from the war. She sucked the words straight from his brain. All he could do was kiss her back.
Brant walked through the snow with Holly still wrapped around him. He climbed the porch steps, their lips still locked in a kiss. Under the dim light of the porch, Holly stood on her own two feet still wrapped in Brant’s embrace.
“I can’t believe you’re here…”
“I took the first available flight.”
“I just can’t believe it.”
“I got your message and then I couldn’t get a hold of you on the phone. I was so worried.”
Holly looked up at Brant, her eyes full of emotion, and said, “You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.”
Holly reached back and opened the door as Brant continued to kiss her, she fumbled and finally the door crashed open causing them to fall inside. Brant slammed the door shut with his foot, his lips still on hers. Holly looked at Brant with a passion she had never felt before. She ripped his coat off, slid her hands up his shirt against hi s bare, muscular chest, and pulled it over his head. Brant lifted her, wrapping her legs around him. He took her upstairs and reclaimed the only woman he ever loved as his own.
Chapter Ten
Never Let Me Go…
December 24, 2013
Edgemont Residence
Holly awoke to the smell of coffee and bacon, her thoughts still aglow from the previous evening. Brant cracked the door open and smiled at Holly.
“There she is…” said Brant as he brought a plate with pancakes, eggs, bacon and rye toast to Holly in bed.
Holly smiled broadly at Brant, “That smells amazing… What time is it?”
Brant looked at his wrist watch.
“It is 10:17,” you must’ve been tired.”
“I was...” said Holly sleepily as she sat up in bed, beginning to dig in to the breakfast Brant had made her.
“Eat up, because I have a busy day planned for us,” said Brant with a wink.
“Oh, really?”
“Really. Now meet me downstairs in an hour. Wear hiking boots.”
*****
Brant sat at the breakfast bar with his cell phone in his hand. He gave a wary glance to the stairs to make sure that Holly wasn’t in ear shot. He dialed a series of numbers and put the phone to his ear.
“Did ya get it?!” asked Brant in a whisper.
Marv, who was running up Jeweler’s Row with his arms full of bags, yelled into his receiver.
“Yes! Yes! Did I ever tell you that you’re the biggest pain in the ass?!”
“You love this pain in the ass…”
“Fix my daughter’s heart, and I will.”
“That’s the plan, Marv. You know what to do, right?”
“Do you know who you’re talking to?!”
“Right. Sorry. Why do you sound out of breath?”
Marv rolled his eyes as he tried to flag a taxi as his bags from a variety of stores and boutiques weighed down his arms.
“Because I’m Christmas shopping, too! Hey taxi!”
Brant laughed at Marv.
Forever the procrastinator.
“I gotta go. I’m getting in a cab now.”
“Thanks again.”
Brant hung up the phone and went back to reading the morning paper, as he tapped his leg nervously against the bar stool.
*****
Sloane had a look of determination on her face as she stood in line at the Pour House coffee shop. Her arms were loaded down with shopping bags, and she desperately needed her caramel macchiato to get through this day. There was still so much to do. Sloane was fifth in line and her patience was hanging by a very thin thread. Suddenly, someone had tapped her on her right shoulder. Sloane turned to see who it was with an agitated look on her face.
Ugh! Not
It was like whiplash! Her blonde hair smelled like vanilla as Holly came crashing into him. She kissed him passionately and furiously on his lips as if he was a soldier who had just come home from the war. She sucked the words straight from his brain. All he could do was kiss her back.
Brant walked through the snow with Holly still wrapped around him. He climbed the porch steps, their lips still locked in a kiss. Under the dim light of the porch, Holly stood on her own two feet still wrapped in Brant’s embrace.
“I can’t believe you’re here…”
“I took the first available flight.”
“I just can’t believe it.”
“I got your message and then I couldn’t get a hold of you on the phone. I was so worried.”
Holly looked up at Brant, her eyes full of emotion, and said, “You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.”
Holly reached back and opened the door as Brant continued to kiss her, she fumbled and finally the door crashed open causing them to fall inside. Brant slammed the door shut with his foot, his lips still on hers. Holly looked at Brant with a passion she had never felt before. She ripped his coat off, slid her hands up his shirt against hi s bare, muscular chest, and pulled it over his head. Brant lifted her, wrapping her legs around him. He took her upstairs and reclaimed the only woman he ever loved as his own.
Chapter Ten
Never Let Me Go…
December 24, 2013
Edgemont Residence
Holly awoke to the smell of coffee and bacon, her thoughts still aglow from the previous evening. Brant cracked the door open and smiled at Holly.
“There she is…” said Brant as he brought a plate with pancakes, eggs, bacon and rye toast to Holly in bed.
Holly smiled broadly at Brant, “That smells amazing… What time is it?”
Brant looked at his wrist watch.
“It is 10:17,” you must’ve been tired.”
“I was...” said Holly sleepily as she sat up in bed, beginning to dig in to the breakfast Brant had made her.
“Eat up, because I have a busy day planned for us,” said Brant with a wink.
“Oh, really?”
“Really. Now meet me downstairs in an hour. Wear hiking boots.”
*****
Brant sat at the breakfast bar with his cell phone in his hand. He gave a wary glance to the stairs to make sure that Holly wasn’t in ear shot. He dialed a series of numbers and put the phone to his ear.
“Did ya get it?!” asked Brant in a whisper.
Marv, who was running up Jeweler’s Row with his arms full of bags, yelled into his receiver.
“Yes! Yes! Did I ever tell you that you’re the biggest pain in the ass?!”
“You love this pain in the ass…”
“Fix my daughter’s heart, and I will.”
“That’s the plan, Marv. You know what to do, right?”
“Do you know who you’re talking to?!”
“Right. Sorry. Why do you sound out of breath?”
Marv rolled his eyes as he tried to flag a taxi as his bags from a variety of stores and boutiques weighed down his arms.
“Because I’m Christmas shopping, too! Hey taxi!”
Brant laughed at Marv.
Forever the procrastinator.
“I gotta go. I’m getting in a cab now.”
“Thanks again.”
Brant hung up the phone and went back to reading the morning paper, as he tapped his leg nervously against the bar stool.
*****
Sloane had a look of determination on her face as she stood in line at the Pour House coffee shop. Her arms were loaded down with shopping bags, and she desperately needed her caramel macchiato to get through this day. There was still so much to do. Sloane was fifth in line and her patience was hanging by a very thin thread. Suddenly, someone had tapped her on her right shoulder. Sloane turned to see who it was with an agitated look on her face.
Ugh! Not
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