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Damen couldnāt tear his eyes away. It was like he was hypnotized. He stared and stared and stared and wasnāt even embarrassed. Because whoever saw Laurent wouldnāt be able to look away either. It was like all gazes were magically drawn to the blond man. But Damen was the only one allowed to touch and that thought made his head spin.
āOi, Boss! Looking good.ā Aktisā obnoxious voice snapped him out of his dreamy staring at Laurentās lips. He turned his head slowly and saw his secretary, dressed as snowflake walk towards him. Lykaios walked beside him, she looked lovely in her snow fairy costume, and smiled at him.
āHello Aktis, Lykaios. Do you enjoy yourselves?ā
Lykaios smiled softly and replied, āVery much, Damianos. And you?ā
Damen looked at Laurent, he felt his breath catch when he met Laurentās eyes. āYes. Lykaios, this is Laurent deVere. Akits, you met already.ā Laurent stepped forward and shook Lykaiosā hand. Here eyes went wide for a second before she beamed at him. Aktisā jaw hit the floor when he stared at the blond man. Damen almost laughed.
āA pleasure to meet you.āĀ
Laurent shook Aktis hand next and Damen couldnāt resist but pull him closer with his arm around his waist. Laurentās hand wandered up his back and settled between his shoulder blades. Damen wanted to feel his hand on his skin.
They made small talk and then Theomedes found his younger son. Obviously, he was dressed as Santa and his booming laugh resonated through the room when he hugged his son. āYour brother took his responsibility very seriously.ā
Damen smiled at his father. āHe always does. Father, that is Laurent deVere. Laurent, this is my father Theomedes Vallis.āĀ
āSo youāre Augusteās little brother? Please, call me Theomedes. I assume weāll see more of each other.ā Damenās father was grinning happily when he winked at his son. Damen felt the flush creep up his neck. Laurent smiled up at him, it was blinding, āOh, I hope so.ā
Damen felt something in his chest flutter. Theomedes laughed and clapped Laurentās shoulder. āIām sure if this one is half as intelligent as I hope him to be then heāll take hold of his chance and hold on tightly. Excuse me please, Iāll have to talk to some partners, but Laurent, please come to the next Tuesday dinner. Damen make sure heās attending.āĀ
Laurent agreed and then turned to Damen with a smirk on his lips. āNow, Damianos, did you happen to talk about me with your father?ā
Damen felt himself flush and it was not out of embarrassment, why should he be embarrassed? Laurent was every single one of his dreams made flesh and there was no point in denying it. No, he flushed because there was a wave of want that flooded his body, made him shake with it and wanting to get his hands all over the man smirking at him as if he had just discovered a well guarded secret.Ā
He was enchanting. And Damen wanted to touch every inch of his skin, divest him of his clothes and lick him all over. His eyes dropped to that damn golden bow. Damen imagined how heād go to his knees before the blond menace and put his mouth to the pale thigh and then start pulling at the bow with his teeth until the knot would disentangle-
āMr. Vallis, sir. Youāre standing under a mistletoe.ā A cheery voice jolted him out of his aroused musings about Laurentās legs and he turned his head to see one of the interns standing beside them, a mistletoe hanging from a pole over their heads.
Laurent chuckled. āThe mistletoe antic seems to run in the family too.ā His voice was amused and his eyes were twinkling and before Damen could open his mouth to say something, Laurent was in his space and pulled him down by the lapels of his jacket.
āAt least this time Iām going to kiss the right person,ā he purred against Damenās lips and then he felt Laurentās mouth on his and every thought was wiped from his mind.
Laurent tasted just as good as he had some hours before and this time around the kiss was soft and slow and almost chaste. Damen wrapped an arm around Laurentās slender waist and pulled him closer. He didnāt think he had ever felt this happy about a simple kiss before. There was no explosion of passion like during their first kiss, but a slow spread of rightness through his whole body.Ā
Everything tingled and warmed up, from the tips of his toes to the top of his head and he was sure, if magic existed in this world, this had to be it.
Again, it was Laurent, who pulled back. Damen stared into his eyes as the other man rested their foreheads together. āThat was adequate. For a mistletoe kiss.ā
Damen stared at him in disbelief for a second before bursting out in pearls of laughter. āYou, Mr. deVere, are truly wicked.ā
Laurent smiled up to him and patted the exposed part of his chest with one hand. āDonāt tell my brother.āĀ
And oh fuck, Damen had completely forgotten about Auguste and how heād take the news that he was dating his baby brother.Ā
It was like someone had dumped icy water over his head. He stared at Laurent with dread in his gut and most likely written all over his face judging by Laurent surprised lifting of his brows.
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