Spreading Christmas Joy (Alpha Men 3) - Page 17

“Oh no! What do you mean he pulled out? The party is tomorrow!” Margaret yells into her phone.

Joy tenses in my arms and turns to watch Margaret on the phone. Margaret argues with someone for a few minutes longer, before hanging up.

“What’s wrong?” Joy asks, clearly concerned and because she is, I remain quiet, biding my time until I get Joy alone.

“Bruce is sick. He canceled for tomorrow.”

“That’s too bad,” I interrupt, and caring less. “Joy we better go back in and start cleaning up,” I announce, trying to hurry this along. Turns out I don’t have it in me to be patient when it comes to getting Joy alone.

“Oh no! Do you have someone on standby?”

“Not really. There are other males at the hospital of course, but I’m not sure any of them will agree to stand in at such short notice. I’ll have to make some calls tonight, which sucks because I have so much more decorating and things to oversee. As it is, I’ll be lucky to get in bed before three in the morning,” Margaret complains.

“There has to be something we can do. We’ll just have to find another man.”

“Another man?” I almost growl. I don’t know what in the hell they are talking about, but it doesn’t matter. I don’t like the idea of Joy looking for another man for any reason.

“We’ll have to, I’m just not sure we can find one on such short notice,” Margaret answers. “We can’t just use anyone close to the hospital. The children are too smart.”

“I know some men who might be willing to help me. Let me make some calls and see if I can sweet talk one of them into doing it,” Joy answers.

Maybe if I knew what in the hell they were talking about, I would be more cautious. Unfortunately, I’m not being cautious at all. I’m seeing red at the idea of Joy calling any man and sweet-talking them. In response, I do something completely out of character. I jump in head first without thought.

“I can do it.”

“I can ask Brad and… Eb?”

“I can do it,” I respond again, even though inside I’m begging for someone to shut me the fuck up.

“You can do it?”

“I don’t see why not.”

“Eb really, I can ask Brad or even Sam.”

“I said I’d do it, Joy. Do you have a problem with me doing it?” I ask, annoyed and irritated that I’m fighting to do something just because I don’t want her asking another man.

“No. I just didn’t think you’d be interested.”

“Well, you thought wrong,” I grumble, starting to wish I’d just kept my mouth shut. Still, I kept her from asking Brad for a favor and she can save all her sweet-talking for me. I’m even starting to feel like I’ve won a victory here. Maybe if she talks sweet enough I’ll let her make it up to me. I’ll let her bend over while I shove my cock deep into her ass.

“This is amazing!” Margaret cries. “The E. B. Mason is going to be the Santa at our Christmas party!”

“Santa?”

“You just agreed to be Santa for the kids at the hospital party. Didn’t you hear what we said? Will there be a problem?” Margaret says and I feel like I’ve had all the air stolen from my lungs and even if it means saving my life, I can’t draw more in.

“Of course he knew,” Joy says defending me. “Eb loves Christmas! That’s how we met! He wanted help making his yard perfect,” Joy adds, having no idea just how much she’s terrifying me right now.

“That’s great! He’s just about the same size as Bruce! This will work perfectly! I can’t wait to see you both tomorrow. Thank you two for all your help! I just know this is going to be the best Christmas party ever!”

“It will be! It will be the greatest!” Joy agrees.

“Yeah, the greatest,” I whisper, needing a drink.

Chapter 18

Joy

“Eb! We’re going to get caught!” I tell him, but I’m laughing. I’m probably going to hell, but I’m pretty sure it will be worth it.

“Not if you’re quiet. Now lean over the desk so Santa can show you why all the girls like to be put on the naughty list,” he growls.

I do as he asks but I look over my shoulder at him, shaking my head no.

“That’s really kind of creepy,” I whisper.

Eb looks up at him and I have to resist the urge to giggle. He doesn’t have the fake beard on yet, but he does have the white eyebrows. He doesn’t have a shirt on, but the red velvet pants are there.

He smacks my ass and I gasp, but bite my lip to keep from calling out. I don’t think it would be great for everyone at the party to discover Santa with his pants down. Besides that, I doubt Margaret would appreciate the way we’re using her desk at the moment.

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