CHAPTER 4
Nick had never met a girl that piqued his interest as much as Ms. Rylee Davis. Maybe it was that fiery red hair, maybe it was those intense blue eyes. Maybe it was just her. And why did he hear sleigh bells every time he saw her?
This Christmas season was already getting to him.
He couldn’t understand it; she was sitting there in a sweatshirt and barely any makeup, and she still had every ounce of his attention. She was effortlessly beautiful, and he struggled to not stare at her sexy curves and creamy skin. He wasn’t normally so easily distracted by women. But his mind insisted on thinking up scenarios where he could touch Rylee, run his hands through her tumble of hair, down to her narrow little waist and the over flare of her hips, and—
He forced out a long breath. He need
