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“Okay, sounds good,” Finn said as he took Karleigh from Rory, and they headed out to the living room.

“Let me help you finish these,” Clare said as she picked up where Finn had left off.

Once the kitchen was cleared of everyone, Clare leaned in. “I don’t think she’s going to tell them today.”

“I don’t think so either.”

“I feel bad for her. I can’t imagine your parents would turn her away, but I understand she’s worried about them feeling disappointed.”

“No, once they get over the initial shock and see that Angie has everything planned out, they’ll be thrilled at the idea of a new grandbaby. I don’t honestly think my mom is going to get over Reece and Angie not marrying, though.”

Clare handed me the last plate. I dried it and placed it in the cabinet. Turning, I leaned against the counter and looked at Clare.

“Do you want kids?” I asked as she tilted her head and grinned.

“I do. You?”

“I wouldn’t mind a little Clare and a little Wes.”

Her cheeks turned a beautiful shade of pink. “I think that sounds nice.”

“Is it too soon in our relationship to be talking about this?”

She giggled. “Maybe, but it’s nice to know where we stand on that.”

I reached my hand out for her and drew her to me. Clare fit between my open legs, and feeling her body against mine was driving me insane.

“You remember we’re in your parents’ kitchen, right?”

Smiling, I replied, “Trust me, I remember. I simply wanted to say that you have been the best Christmas present I’ve ever gotten.”

Clare brought her hands up from my chest to my face as she reached up to gently kiss me.

“And you have been the greatest gift of my life. I remember being younger and praying every night that I would find someone who would love me like my father loves my mother. You’re the answer to that prayer, Wes.”

It was my turn to frame her face with my hands and kiss her. This kiss was deeper than the first. Our tongues moved together in a hunger that nearly had me turning her and lifting her up onto the counter. Instead, I pulled my mouth back and rested my forehead to hers. Both of us were breathing heavy.

“Clare, you saved my heart from being torn apart.”

“Wes,” she whispered, her hands gently on my chest. “Tell me I’m not dreaming.”

“You’re not dreaming, princess.”

I wrapped my arms around her tighter and held her. I wanted to hold her forever and never let go.

“I wasted so much time chasing after someone I didn’t want because I was too blind to see what was in front of me.”

Clare drew back and looked up at me. “I don’t know. I had fun on our little outings.”

Laughing, I kissed her forehead. “So did I.”

Angie cleared her throat. “When you two are done in here, Mom would like to start opening presents, and Presley is ready to come unglued waiting.”

Clare and I gave each other one more kiss as Angie pretended to gag, but also had a wide smile on her face.

The moment Presley saw us, she tore open a present. Everyone laughed, and soon the chaos that was my family on Christmas Day began, and I have never been so happy in my entire life.

Clare

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