Chapter Fourteen
Luka
Iescort Lumi into the office building and immediately realize my mistake as every eye turns towards her.
I step closer to her and place my hand on the small of her back.
My angel can’t help that everyone wants her, and I would never blame her for their staring.
I can, however, make damn sure everyone knows that she is very taken.
A thought hits me hard enough to stop me in my tracks, and it damn near takes my breath with it.
If she were big and round with my child, nobody would doubt that she’s mine completely.
Every man would know I’ve been inside her, that she let me cum in her, and paint her little womb white.
I’d thought about it before, but this time is different.
This time, I want it more than I want my next breath.
Would she want that? Would she be alright with me knocking her sweet little ass up?
We have very different experiences with family.
My mother and sister have always been there for me, even when I was doing things that were considered ‘outside’ the law.
We’ve always been together against the world.
I want to bring Lumi in on that kind of closeness, especially knowing what she’s been through.
Will it taint how she looks at family? Will she not want to bring a baby into a world where she thinks everyone will betray her? Hell, I never even thought about fathering a child until I pictured my her swollen and full of our baby for the first time.
Great, now my dick is hard. I rush us into my office before the entire floor gets an eyeful of what belongs to Lumi.
John is already there waiting for us with two other men, helping to place the Christmas tree. He turns and sees the look on my face, then catches his first glimpse of my little elf. He takes a cursory look before bringing his eyes back to mine with a raised brow and a shit-eating smirk.
“Lumi, I presume?”
She gives him one of her hundred-watt smiles along with a nod and tries to step closer -possibly to offer her hand to him- but my hand drops to her hip, holding her close to me. It does not slip past John’s eagle-eyed notice.
“I’ve had all the ornaments brought up that you’ll need to decorate the tree, and taken the opportunity to also order you and Mr. Frost a hot chocolate and a coffee, respectively. Is there anything else you can think of that you might need?”
“Oh!” Her eyes widen in surprise at the added bonus of hot chocolate, and I am thinking of adding a raise to John’s pay. “No, thank you. That sounds lovely. Thank you very much.”
John nods and walks past me, whispering as he goes, “I like her. Don’t screw this up for us.”
I wait until the others leave before I turn my full attention back on my little elf.
There are so many things I want to do to her in this room.
I’ve never had a Christmas tree in my office, never wanted one.
Hell, I can’t remember the last time I had one in my house, for that matter.
Now, I have them up everywhere, and the very thought of them makes me giddy.
The smell of pine and cinnamon has my heart pounding and my dick getting harder. And it’s all because of Lumi.
I help her string the lights through the tree, but John eventually comes in and whispers, “That thing you asked me to look into yesterday -Operation Snow Job…”
“I didn’t approve that name, John.”
My reprimand doesn’t even slow him down. “The owner is on the phone and wants to talk to you personally.”
“Shit.” I look over to where Lumi is fussing with one of the branches, “Okay, give me a moment, and I’ll take the call in your office.”
He nods, “I’ll let him know you are on your way.”
I stand and let my little elf do a little more rearranging before I step up and put my hands on her hips. She gasps and turns to me, but I don’t let her go when she makes a move to put space between us.
“I have to step out for just a second. Somethings come up that I can’t put off. I’ll be back soon. Don’t get on that ladder without someone being in here with you.”
She gives me a smile and nods her head, but doesn’t give me a verbal answer. I drop a kiss on her lips before taking a step back, the urge to throw her over my desk too strong for even me to fight against.
“If you need something, just ask John. If you need anything at all. I’ll be back soon, and then we’ll go home.”
Her eyes widen a little, but all I get is another nod. I watch her go back to the tree and bend over to grab a box of tinsel before I leave. My last image of my little Christmas angel is of that gorgeous backside I want my handprints on.