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- Herausgeber: LSODea
- Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
- Serie: Hot Holidays
- Sprache: Englisch
It’s New Year’s Eve and Adrian and Ellie meet again for another hot holiday.
After Ellie’s disastrous breakup with her boyfriend, she’s done with alpha males. It’s a new year and time for her to find a new type of man. Until, sexy as sin Adrian enters her life once again.
Adrian has no intention of letting Ellie get away from him. He definitely wants a repeat of Christmas Eve and a night of drinking, games and dancing at the club is a perfect way to change Ellie’s mind.
But will her abusive ex get in the way of their happily ever after?
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020
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A Banging New Year
Hot Holidays, Volume 2
Ellis O. Day
Published by LSODea, 2020.
Also by Ellis O. Day
Hot Holidays
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A Banging New Year
Cupid's Misfire
La Petite Mort Club
Six Nights of Sin
The Voyeur Series Books 1 - 4
Six Weeks of Seduction
A Merry Masquerade For Christmas
The Dom's Submission Series (Parts 1-3)
Hot Holidays
La Petite Mort Club Intimate Encounters
His Lesson
Playing House
His Love
His Imperfect Day
Six Nights Of Sin
Interviewing For Her Lover
Taking Control
School Fantasy
Master-Slave Fantasy
Punishment Fantasy
The Proposition
The Dom's Submission
His Sub
His Mission
His Submission
The Voyeur
The Voyeur
Watching the Voyeur
Touching the Voyeur
Loving the Voyeur
Table of Contents
Title Page
Also By Ellis O. Day
A Banging New Year (Hot Holidays, #2)
CHAPTER 1: Adrian
CHAPTER 2: Ellie
CHAPTER 3: Adrian
CHAPTER 4: Ellie
CHAPTER 5: Adrian
CHAPTER 6: Ellie
CHAPTER 7: Adrian
CHAPTER 8: Ellie
CHAPTER 9: Adrian
CHAPTER 10: Ellie
CHAPTER 11: Adrian
CHAPTER 12: Ellie
CHAPTER 13: Adrian
CHAPTER 14: Ellie
CHAPTER 15: Ellie
CHAPTER 16: Adrian
CHAPTER 17: Ellie
CHAPTER 18: Adrian
CHAPTER 19: Ellie
CHAPTER 20: Adrian
CHAPTER 21: Ellie
CHAPTER 22: Adrian
CHAPTER 23: Adrian
CHAPTER 24: Ellie
CHAPTER 25: AdrIan
CHAPTER 26: Ellie
CHAPTER 27: Adrian
CHAPTER 28: Ellie
CHAPTER 29: Adrian
CHAPTER 30: Ellie
CHAPTER 31: Adrian
CHAPTER 32: Ellie
CHAPTER 33: Adrian
CHAPTER 34: Ellie
CHAPTER 35: Adrian
CHAPTER 36: Ellie
CHAPTER 37: Adrian
CHAPTER 38: Adrian
CHAPTER 39: Ellie
CHAPTER 40: Ellie
CHAPTER 41: Adrian
CHAPTER 42: Ellie
CHAPTER 43: Adrian
CHAPTER 44: Ellie
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CHAPTER 1: Adrian
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Adrian stood by the bar at The Blue Newb watching the sea of well-dressed, young adults grind and sway to the music. He grabbed his sister’s arm as she headed toward the dance floor with a guy.
“Stop it.” Paige slapped his hand. “I’m not doing anything but going to dance.”
He let go of her. She was a lost cause. All his sisters were. He stepped in front of the guy. “I’m her big brother and a Marine. You grind on her and I’ll bust your jaw and feed your nuts to the squirrels.”
“Adrian.” Paige slugged his shoulder. “Go away.” She took her dance partner’s hand, dragging him to the floor but the guy wasn’t nearly as eager as he had been.
“Well played.” Colin leaned against the bar, sipping a beer. “I should’ve thought of that with Anne Marie.” He nodded at his youngest sister who was dancing way to close to some stranger.
“Never go through your sister. They’ll ignore you or do the opposite to spite you, but the guys...They’ll fear you. They know what they want to do and most of them have their own sisters.” He scanned the crowded club for Ellie for the hundredth time. He was starting to lose hope. Fate could be a lying bitch sometimes.
“You’re a smart man.”
“I had to learn at a young age how to maneuver through a household full of women. You’re lucky. You only have two sisters.”
“Two is more than enough.” Colin shivered. “I can’t even imagine having six. You deserve a medal.”
“Yeah, I do.” He laughed.
Colin was a good guy. They’d spent the last hour or so watching over their sisters and their sisters’ friends and helping each other out when one of the friends got too grabby with them. Neither of them had said anything but they seemed to agree that nineteen to twenty-one-year-old females were too young for them.
His gaze stopped on a curvy brunette and then moved along. Her hair was too dark and too straight.
“Not here yet, huh?”
“What are you talking about?” Damn, he’d been caught.
“Whatever woman you’re waiting for.”
“I’m not.”
Colin gave him a look that made it clear he wasn’t buying that lie.
“Fine. No, she’s not here.”
“Stood up. That sucks.”
“It does but that’s not what happened.”
“Right.” Colin laughed. “Keep telling yourself that.”
“It’s more like I’m a surprise. She has no idea I’m going to be here.”
“Is she going to be happy about this surprise?”
“She’ll pretend she’s not, but she will be.” Their Christmas Eve sexcapades had been way too good for her not to want a repeat performance. He sure as fuck did.
Colin snorted. “Lies we tell ourselves, man.”
Adrian’s eyes landed on Ellie. She was at a table in the corner sitting with another woman and a man. The guy was older, with dark hair and a serious demeanor.
The man leaned over and said something to Ellie, and she smiled. Jealousy flared in Adrian’s gut. He was glad she was having a good time, but he didn’t want her to be having too much fun until he joined them. He was her good time guy, no one else.
“Which one?” asked Colin.
“The one in blue.”
Ellie wore a royal blue dress that seemed to sparkle with the lights. It was low cut, displaying the tops of her fabulous tits but trapping the rest beneath the fabric. He couldn’t wait to set them free and play with them.
Paige strode up to him. “You. Stop being such an ass.”
“What did I do?” He forced his gaze away from Ellie.
“You’re scaring away every guy I like.”
“That’s why I’m here.”
“It is not.”
“Want me to call Mom and Dad and ask?” He pulled his phone from his pocket.
“Mom will side with me. We were just going to dance. That’s it.”
“Really?” He pressed the record button and videotaped some of the dancers grinding against each other. He turned the phone toward her and pressed play. “You think Mom will be okay with you dancing like this?”
“You are the worst brother ever.”
“Then I’m doing my job.”
“Arghh.” Paige stormed away to join her friends.
His eyes went back to Ellie. It wasn’t going to be easy to woo her and to watch his sister, but he was a former Marine. He could do it.
“Do you have a shot?” asked Colin.
“A shot at what?”
“With her. This woman you’ve been waiting for.”
“Oh yeah. Better than a shot.”
“You sure? She seems into that other guy.”
“She isn’t.” At least, she’d better not be. “She wants me.”
“Hmm.”
“Her body does. I’m positive about that and I can worry about her mind later.”
“That’s good enough for me. Go. I’ve got the girls.”
“What?” He pulled his eyes away from Ellie.
“One of us should have a good New Year’s Eve.”
“I don’t know.” He was responsible for Paige.
“Seriously, I’ll keep her safe. She’s around my parents’ house so much she’s like my sister.”
“But she’s not.” He looked at the guy closer.
“I’m not into little girls and she and my sister are children in my eyes.”
“Don’t fuck with me on this. I’m not twelve anymore.” Now, he was big enough to kill the fucker if anything happened to Paige, unlike when Colin broke his oldest sister’s heart in high school.
“I won’t. Plus, you’re right over there. You can still watch out for her. I’ll just take over threatening the frat boys while you focus on something else.”
Colin was right. He could flirt with Ellie and watch his sister.
CHAPTER 2: Ellie
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Ellie leaned over by Alison as Harker walked away with the manager of The Blue Newb.
“He likes you.” She poked Alison’s arm.
“Who? The manager? You think?” Alison stared at the two men.
“No, not the manager. Harker.”
“Barker? No.” Alison chuckled. “I drive him crazy. He’s said it a hundred times.”
“I thought his name was Harker?” She was so embarrassed. She’d been calling the man the wrong name all night.
“It is but I call him Barker in my head because all he does is bark at me.” She lowered her voice, imitating Harker’s. “Alison, the program isn’t fast enough. Alison, my computer isn’t working. What did you do to it? Alison, shut up for one second so I can think.” She rolled her eyes. “That man doesn’t talk; he yells.”
“I didn’t notice that. All I see is a guy who can barely take his eyes off you.”
“Plllleeeese.”
“I’m serious.”
“Well, if you’re right, it’s too bad,” said Alison.
“Why? He’s hot.”
“He’s my boss and I’m not desperate enough to hook up with a guy who bitches at me all the time.” Alison frowned and took a sip of her drink. “But give me another month of celibacy and I might be.”
“Maybe if you were nicer to him.”
“Me?” Alison downed her margarita. “I’m a saint.” She waved at their waitress, signaling another round and then nudged Ellie’s arm. “Drink up. I’m not going to be the only one sloppy drunk tonight.”
“I can’t. I have to deal with Marc tomorrow. It’ll be bad enough without the hangover.”
“Why isn’t he out of your apartment again?”
“It’s not my apartment. He’s on the lease too.”
“And he won’t leave?”
“Nope. He refuses.”
“Don’t you pay all the bills?” Alison handed the waitress some money as she dropped off the two drinks.
“I do.” One more thing in her life that was unfair.
“Then stop.”
“I can’t. It’ll screw up my credit.”
“What are you going to do? You can’t keep living with the cheating jerk.”
“I’m not sleeping with him if that’s what you think. I’ve been crashing on the couch because the asshole won’t give up the bed but not for too much longer. The lease is up in a couple of weeks. Then I’ll sign without him and he’ll have to leave.”
Alison pushed Ellie’s glass toward her. “Drink up. I don’t think you’re going to have to worry about dealing with Marc tonight or tomorrow.”
“Why do you—”
“Look who’s here and he’s even better looking than his picture.” Alison grabbed her head and turned it toward the dance floor. “I wonder if he’s watched any porn.” She squeezed Ellie’s arm. “If not, you could take him home and teach him a thing or two. You’re so lucky.”
“Oh shit.” Ellie grabbed her drink and gulped it down. Suddenly, getting drunk was probably the only way she was going to make it through the night without having her head explode.
CHAPTER 3: Adrian
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Adrian made his way across the club, his eyes never leaving Ellie. She looked gorgeous. Her hair was pulled up in some sort of messy bun that his fingers itched to undo. He wanted to watch those silky, soft tresses tumble down over her breasts—preferably, her naked breasts.
He knew the moment she saw him. Not only because the other woman forced Ellie’s head his way, but because her eyes widened in surprise before she chugged her drink. Normally, he wouldn’t take that as a good sign, but her eyes had also taken a quick trip down his body. She wanted him even though she’d pretend she didn’t.
“Ellie.” He stopped at the table and then turned his attention to the other woman. “Alison?” They’d never met but this had to be Ellie’s friend who he’d spoken with on Christmas during the car ride to Ellie’s parents’ house.
“Adrian.” Alison pushed out the chair between her and Ellie. “It’s so great to actually meet you in person. Join us.”
“I’m sure he’s busy,” said Ellie.
“Not at all.” He started to sit.
“That’s Harker’s chair.” Ellie grabbed it, trying to push it back by the table but Alison clung to the other side.
“Harker’s not here,” said Alison.
Adrian stepped back as the two played tug-o-war with the chair for a second before it slid toward Alison and almost knocked her off her seat.
“Sit.” Alison shoved it toward him.
Ellie glared at her friend, but Adrian ignored her, sitting and sliding the chair a little closer to Ellie as he scooted it up by the table.
“May I buy you ladies a drink?” Their glasses were full, but it was always polite to offer.
“I’m good,” said Ellie.
“You are that,” he muttered.
“Shots,” said Alison. “Let’s do shots.”
“Ah...sure.” He waved at the waitress.
“I don’t want a shot,” said Ellie.
“Too bad. You need one.” Alison turned to the waitress. “Bring us three shots of tequila.”
“I’m not getting plastered just because you want to,” said Ellie.
The waitress hesitated.
“Okay.” Alison’s eyes gleamed. “We’ll play a game.”
“What kind of game?” Ellie watched her friend like a rabbit watched a snake.
“You have to drink a shot every time you’re mean to Adrian.”
“I like this game,” he mumbled around his beer.
“I’m not mean to him.”
“Ha. Still lying I see.” This time he didn’t mumble.
“I’m not lying, and I’m not mean to you.” Ellie elbowed him in the arm.
“You are too,” said Alison.
“And you’re mean to Harker.”
“She is that.” The man who’d been at the table with the two women earlier pulled out a chair on the other side of Alison and sat.
“I’m not mean to you. Sticking up for myself is not the same as what she does.” Alison sent Ellie a smug look.
Adrian looked at Harker. The man was as amused as he was, and the other guy was definitely interested in Alison so tonight was perfect. “I’m Adrian and she’s very mean to me.” He held out his hand and the other man shook it.
“Harker.”
“How many shots?” asked the waitress, growing impatient.
“Bring a shot glass, a bottle of Jose 1800, limes and salt.” Harker handed her his credit card.
“We don’t sell by the bottle.”
“You do to me.” Harker pointed over her shoulder where a dark-haired guy in a suit was talking to a table of women. “Verify it with your manager.”
“Okay.” The waitress left.
“Now, let’s establish the rules for this game,” said Harker.
“Ellie drinks every time she’s mean to Adrian,” said Alison.
“And Alison drinks whenever she’s mean to you,” said Ellie.
“I’m not...”
Harker touched Alison’s lips. “Shut up for one second, okay?”
Adrian winced. His sisters would’ve bitten off the man’s finger and torn out his eyes for that, but Alison just bristled, slapping Harker’s hand away.
“I’ll presume there’ll be some contention over what’s classified as mean so we’ll vote.” Harker’s eyes met Adrian’s with a clear message. If they worked together, they’d always win because the women were working against each other.
“Sounds good to me.” He tipped his head slightly, letting the other man know that he understood.
“And when do you two drink?” asked Ellie.
“When we’re mean to the two of you.” It seemed simple to him and perfect because he had no intention of being mean to Ellie.
“That’s not fair. You’re never mean to me because you want to get me back into your....” Ellie stopped, her face heating.
“No reason to hide it. I think we all know what’s on the table.” Harker’s dark gaze drifted to Alison, but she didn’t even notice.
The waitress came back and put the shot glass, limes, salt and full bottle of tequila on the table. She handed Harker his credit card.
“Keep our other drinks full too.” Harker gave her a couple of bills and at least one of them was a hundred.
“Yes, sir.” She strolled away.
Alison opened the tequila, poured it into the glass and slid it to Ellie. “Drink. You were mean to Adrian.”
“I was not.”
“You were,” he whispered none too quietly.
“When?”
“As soon as I walked over to your table.”
“I wasn’t mean.” Ellie glanced at Harker. “I didn’t want Alison to give away your seat.” She smiled softly and Adrian was pretty sure she was batted her eyelashes. “So, it was actually Alison who was mean to you.” She slid the shot across the table to her frenemy.
Adrian wasn’t letting her get out of this so easily. “She didn’t even say hi. I hadn’t seen her since I drove her all the way to her parents’ house on Christmas and she couldn’t even say hi to me.”
“Is that true?” asked Harker.
Ellie’s mouth opened and then shut. Even she knew she’d lost this one, but she wasn’t going down without a fight. “Yes, but only because I didn’t want him to take your seat.”
“That wasn’t mean,” said Harker.
Ellie smiled but Adrian sent the guy a look that said – what the fuck? They were supposed to be on the same team.
“It was rude.” Harker pushed the glass toward Ellie and picked up the bottle. “And that’s two drinks.”
“Still want to save his seat?” Alison burst out laughing.
“Okay, but he”—Ellie pointed at Adrian—“drinks whenever he’s cocky.”
“Now, wait one moment.” That was a dangerous rule. He was always cocky.
“That’s the only way I’m playing.” Elle gave him a challenging look.
“Don’t be a pussy,” said Harker. “You can’t be that arrogant.”
Adrian shrugged. “Obviously, you don’t know me very well, but I’ll play. I like tequila.”
CHAPTER 4: Ellie
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“Look at him.” Ellie slapped Alison’s arm. She was so irritated with Adrian. He’d sat here for hours, playing the drinking game with them and now he was flirting his way across the club. Okay, he was just walking back from the bathroom, but he may as well be flirting as he squeezed through the crowd with a sexy smile on his face.
“Look at what?” Alison stared in the direction Ellie was looking.
“Adrian, and that counts. He has to drink.” It was only fair. The man had no right to have an ass that every freaking woman in the bar noticed.
“What are you talking about?” asked Harker.
“Please. He’s being arrogant.” She looked at Alison for help. “Explain it to him.” She lifted her glass and sucked the last of the alcohol from the ice. “I thought you told that waitress to keep our drinks full?”
“I did.” Harker gave her a condescending look. “Until the two of you took it too far.”
“Too far,” she and Alison screeched at the same time.
She glanced at her friend and they both started laughing. Tonight was turning out to be a lot of fun, except for these two guys.
“Exactly.” Harker’s tone was dry and humorless. “Neither of you can handle your alcohol.”
“I can handle it just fine.” She waved her glass at the waitress.
“What can you handle?” Adrian sat.
Ellie was almost positive that he was closer to her than he had been before he went to the bathroom. There’s no way she’d missed the soft press of his leg against hers. It made her want to trail her fingernails up his thigh and over that lovely dick of his. The damn man was driving her nuts—smelling good, making her laugh and being heart-stoppingly hot when he smiled at her.
She picked up the bottle of tequila and leaned closer to him, sloshing that beautiful, gold liquid-magic into the shot glass. She wanted the other women to know that he was hers even though he wasn’t. Men like him never belonged to a woman for long. They always cheated but...Oh, it was so lovely when all that alpha masculine focus was on her. Right now, she had his attention. She was drunk. He was sexy as sin and she was horny. She hadn’t had sex since...that night with him. Her libido went into overdrive. She put the glass in front of him. “You, my friend, have to drink.”
“Why do I have to drink? I didn’t do anything arrogant.”
“You did too.” She slapped his arm. “You always do. Now, drink.”
“No.” He pushed the glass aside. “I’m not drinking until you tell me what I did.”
“Please, you know what you did.” Everything he did screamed arrogance and self-assurance.
“Help me out here,” he turned to Harker.
“I have no idea.” Harker frowned at both women with a sort of slightly amused disgust. “They’re wasted.”
“Yeah, they are,” said Adrian.
“We are not.” Alison grabbed Ellie’s hand. “She’s right about Adrian.” She poked Harker’s shoulder. “And you know it. You just don’t want to admit I’m right.”
“What exactly did Adrian do that was arrogant? Hell, he wasn’t even at the table,” said Harker.
“He...” Alison paused, turning toward Ellie. “He...What did he do?”
“He walked.” Ellie pushed the drink back toward him, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Arrogantly?” asked Harker before turning to Adrian. “How does one do that?”
“I couldn’t tell you.” Adrian laughed but his eyes were on that girl. That young girl he’d been watching all night.
She was thin and pretty and looked like a teenager. It wouldn’t be long before Adrian excused himself and went to that girl’s side, forgetting Ellie completely.
“You’re such an ass.” She was done. She wasn’t going to sit here and be humiliated again. Her ex, Marc, had done enough of that on Christmas Eve. She pulled her phone from her purse.
“What are you doing?” Adrian grabbed her wrist.
“I’m going home.” She yanked her hand from his.
“Why? It’s not midnight yet.”
“What do you care. It’s not like I’m going to kiss you.”
“That’s mean,” said Adrian. “She drinks, not me.”
“I don’t care.” Right now, she wanted to go home and sleep. Her choice in men was getting worse. At least Marc had remained faithful while he was chasing her.
“What’s wrong with her?” asked Harker.
“I haven’t a clue.” Adrian watched her like he would a bomb that was about to explode.
“Oh please, don’t act like you don’t know.” She scanned through her phone, looking for that damn Uber app but her fingers weren’t working too well.
“I’m not acting. I truly have no idea why you’re so pissed.”
“Do you think I didn’t see. I have eyes.” She pointed at her face.
“I see that.” He seemed to be trying not to laugh but the bastard should try harder because this wasn’t funny.
She turned and pointed. “Her.”
“What about her?” But he was no longer amused.
“I see you don’t like being caught. You guys never do.”
“Being caught doing what?” He seemed actually confused but she wasn’t falling for it.
