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Authors: Christy Pastore

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How about steaks, medium rare, with a side of red potatoes?”


That’s quite specific,” he replied smoothly while leaning against one of the columns and raking his eyes over me.

Admittedly, I knew what I wanted already because I’d browsed the hotel menu and the chef’s specials earlier when Ronan had gone to work out. He’d insisted I lie down and rest, but I hadn’t been able to power down my adrenaline.


What can I say?” I shrugged. “I am girl who knows what she wants. What I
want
is red meat and potatoes with a bottle of red wine.” Lifting an eyebrow, I casually added, “And
sex
for dessert.”

Flashing a devious grin, he inched closer to me and I felt my knees buckle. Ronan swept me up in his arms and carried me to the master suite where he playfully tossed me onto the bed. Caressing my body and driving me wild with his skilled touch, Ronan brought me to the brink of orgasm and then back down, only to build me up again, each riveting climax more intense than the one before. We didn’t leave the bedroom the rest of the afternoon. Ronan nearly fucked me senseless. My legs were sore, my breasts ached and my pussy was throbbing. I closed my eyes and began to drift off to sleep, feeling satisfied and relaxed. My heart fluttered when Ronan kissed me.

Oh crap. What the hell is this feeling?

 

 

After dinner was over, I took a shower. I walked to Ronan’s closet and sifted through his dress shirts. I came across the white one he’d worn under the blue suit the night he’d invited me for dinner. Apparently he’d not yet had it sent out to be laundered. Carefully removing the shirt from the soft padded hanger, I slipped it on, the soft fabric feeling incredible against my skin. I could smell the scent of him on the collar, crisp and fresh like a mountain spring in winter with a hint of evergreen. I could be totally off, but whatever it was, it was intoxicating on Ronan’s skin. I pulled on a pair of red lace boy shorts and rolled up the sleeves of Ronan’s shirt.

When I reappeared I found Ronan sitting in one of the chairs in the living room reading something sent over by messenger. I assumed it was a contract or possibly a script. The fireplace was roaring, and he was sipping a glass of whiskey. I looked out the window, noticing the crisp white snow was still falling against the blackness of the late evening winter sky. The Manhattan skyline was so magical during Christmastime, colorful, romantic and full of beauty. I had to pinch my arm to make sure I wasn’t having a dream. I couldn’t believe this was my life right now, holed up in a Manhattan penthouse with a gorgeous man whose only desire at present was keeping me sexually satisfied.


Ronan, what are you reading?”


The latest script for my next movie,” he said very matter of fact, not looking up at me.

Called it!

His tone was serious— he looked deep in thought. Was I getting a glimpse of Ronan Connolly at work, maybe getting in character? I sat back in silence, watching him carefully as he continued reading while running his index finger over his lips and furrowing his brow. I hoped Ronan wasn’t a method actor. That shit would annoy me.

He shifted and caught my gaze, parting his firm lips and giving me a seductive once over. I heard him swallow hard, and then he spoke, “My beauty, you look… sexy, absolutely irresistible wearing my shirt.” He laid the papers on the coffee table and stood up, taking a step towards me. My heart thumped wildly in my chest.

Ronan’s cell rang, just as his lips grazed mine. Smiling he said, “You’re lucky, otherwise…
oh
what I would have done to you just now,” he hummed.

I heard him say Jade’s name, and he asked the person on the other end of the phone if she was all right. The conversation went on for another fifteen minutes. I could tell he was talking to the girls.


Okay, when I see Holliday again I will tell her you said that my love. Daddy loves you both. Big hugs and kisses my darling girls.”

Even the way he talked to his daughters was adorably sexy. He walked back into the room, giving me that megawatt smile and chuckling a bit.


Leah and Jade wanted me to tell you that they drew you more Christmas pictures. Leah said you cannot open the envelope until Christmas though,” he said with a smile.


Aw, that is so sweet. Your girls are too adorable.”

He went back to reading his script, and I sat there gushing, thinking about how nice it was that Leah and Jade were still thinking about me and wondering what gave them the impression that their dad and I were “friends.” If I
was
dating Ronan Connolly, it was very good to know that his daughters seemed to have affection towards me.


What’s the script about?” I said, turning on my stomach and propping my elbows under my chin.


What’s that you said my beauty?” He was really concentrating. I felt bad that I’d interrupted his process.


Oh… sorry, I don’t want to bother you. I can see you’re deep in thought.”


Beauty, you can bother me anytime you want.”


Okay, tell me about this new movie. Are you a superhero? Oh! Are you an action star or a romantic leading man?” My eyes must have been wide-eyed because the biggest smile crossed Ronan’s lips, and he said, “Someone enjoys cinema.”


Yeah, I really do love movies. Charlotte and I have attended our fair share of screenings because of our stepdad, Perry. He’s a studio executive with Avalon Films.”


Perry Chambers is your stepdad?”


The one and only,” I replied with a smile.


I haven’t had a chance to work with Avalon yet, but maybe I will someday.” He leaned closer to me, reaching for my hand, knotting his fingers with mine. “In this film I play a photographer who captures a photo of St. Patrick’s Cathedral. In the photo I notice a young beautiful woman, and I become obsessed with trying to find her. My character uses the clues in the picture to try to track her down. Through the journey, each one of the clues prompts my mind to fantasize about what she might be like and what she does for a living. I have a vision of our first date, our wedding, our marriage and the birth of our first child. Those sequences play out between us in the film all while I roam the streets of New York City trying to find her.”


Wow. That sounds like a beautiful story. Who’s playing the woman so I know which actress to be insanely jealous of?”

Ronan laughed and said, “Heather Young.”


Heather again, huh?”


The director wanted Skylar Barrett, but the producers are the same team from
These Streets of Dublin
. They feel we can cash in on the same success.”


That makes sense. Do you want me to run lines with you?”

Ronan arched one of his gorgeous thick eyebrows, and a devious smile crossed his lips. I didn’t know what he was thinking in that moment, but I was intrigued.


You like to role play, beautiful?”

I let out a loud chuckle but then realized Ronan was completely serious. He moved his index finger slowly across his bottom lip. The way he looked at me told me he was pondering something more than likely wicked.


You mean like Dungeons and Dragons and wizardly type stuff?” I teased.


No, not anything as weird as that, Holliday. I was thinking of this angle— you’re a sexy librarian and I’m a serious researcher. We both work late in the library one night.” Ronan moved from the chair to the couch, sitting beside me. “We’re all alone and… and we fuck everywhere. Breaking the
please be quiet
rule over and over.” Sweeping my hair off my neck, Ronan began to kiss me. Trailing soft kisses up my throat and then moving to my mouth, he gently brushed his tongue with mine. Moving me into his lap, I felt his cock hardening beneath my ass.


Ronan…” I whispered against his lips, “That’s quite a fantasy you’ve painted.”


I’m an actor. I can think of a million fantasies to play out with you,” he rasped softly while running his lips down my cheek, trailing to my jawline.


How about we play out a scene from,
A London Love Story
?” I suggested, feeling confident Ronan would be amused.

Brushing his thumb against my cheek, he asked, “Oh beauty. Have you been thinking about what it’d be like to have sex with Cameron Carlisle?”


I’ve read the books, Ronan. I’m sure I’m one of many women who’ve thought about writhing around with you in the sheets of your London flat, fucking you in the hayloft of your stables or screwing your brains out in front of the fireplace of your country estate.”


You mean Cameron’s flat and country estate?” he teased.

I stroked his face, running my index finger over his lips, saying, “Ronan for the rest of our days,
you
will be known as Cameron Carlisle in fictional cinematic history.”


God, I just hope it doesn’t ruin my career.” He sighed. “A lot of people hated the books.”

I didn’t even think about how the risky role could pigeonhole his acting career.


True, but
way
more people loved the story between Cameron and Katia. So screw the haters.”


I quite like the way you think.” Shifting his body, I eased off his lap. “Come back here, beauty.” Propping his feet up on the coffee table, Ronan leaned back on the sofa, wrapping his arms around me. Laying my head on his chest, he kissed the top of my head, twisting my loose curls through his fingers. We sat there holding each other, just watching the snow fall outside.


It’s truly beautiful, isn’t it Ronan?”


Yes, very. I love New York City in the winter.”

I brushed the pads of my red painted toes across the top of his foot. “When do you have to leave?”


I have to be back in Los Angeles Friday evening.”

My chest tightened at the thought of Ronan leaving me. I had a physical pain in my stomach at the thought that I wouldn’t see him every day anymore. Worse, I was beyond wrecked on the inside thinking about how I might never see him again. His life was in Los Angeles and mine was here. I’d avoided Los Angeles and the entire state of California ever since I moved here two years ago. I told myself I’d never go back as long as my ex was out there.

I knotted my fingers with his and sighed. “I think I might miss you when you leave,” I teased.


I know I’ll miss you,” Ronan said softly, kissing the top of my head.


Will you be back in New York anytime soon?”


My beauty, are you troubled that I won’t come back to you?”


I don’t know.”
Yes


Do you want to come with me?”


No, I can’t go to California. I just… I just don’t think I can do it.”

Ronan hugged me tighter. I felt him take in a deep sigh. It suddenly occurred to me that I really knew nothing about Ronan’s life. I knew he lived in Los Angeles. I knew he was divorced with two daughters and that he was a philanthropist and of course an actor. Other than that, I’d been completely selfish and not bothered to ask him a thing about his life.


Ronan, tell me about your life.”


What do you mean?”


I want to know what your childhood was like. When did you decide to become a model? What prompted you to become an actor? Where do you parents live? Tell me something I haven’t read online in the tabloids.”


Whoa, wow. Okay Holliday, I’ll tell you anything you want to know,” he said with a warm laugh. I loved hearing him laugh— sinfully sexy and a little throaty.

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