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The only thing I can feel is Avery’s hand in mine as we leave, I murmur something to the catering boss about not forgetting everyone else as we leave through a side door from the kitchen.
The open cafeteria’s for anyone who wants or needs it, right through from tonight until Christmas night, when I have a rotating crew of cooks and servers waiting to serve them all.
And everyone. Every single one, getting their own gift as well as a hot meal.Chapter SeventeenAvery“Didn’t you want to give anyone anything back there?” Jack asks me.
I shrug, making a face.
“I had something under the tree for Angela, my boss-” I start to say, remembering two things.
I haven’t seen her since yesterday and she isn’t my boss anymore.
Jack just smiles to himself, pretending to look out the window while he reaches into his pocket for something.
“Well, here’s my not so Secret Santa to you,” he says nonchalantly, a plain envelope like everyone else got.
I don’t know anything about shares, but I can see it’s a lot. Like a lot.
But it isn’t the shares that get me, it’s the little ribbon at the bottom of the envelope.
A red ribbon with a shiny new brass key on it.
Before I can even ask what it’s for, I have the sudden gripping realization that I haven’t got anything for Jack.
Not for Secret Santa, not for Christmas, not for anything.
Sensing my thoughts, he presses the key into my hand with such tenderness I instantly know that he’s already got his present.
Even if he hasn’t officially unwrapped it yet.
“What’s it a key to?” I finally ask, noticing we’re pulling up to his house, which I only recognize from the early morning light.
“Let’s go find out,” he whispers with a grin, helping me out of the car and shielding me from the cold with his huge body as we climb the steps.
Starting to shiver with cold at the huge front door, I sense Jack waiting for me. I almost think we’re waiting for his maid to open the door when it dawns on me.
“It’s home if you want it to be… with me,” Jack says, his dark eyes glowing as he nods his head towards the door, which I open with the key he’s just given me.
We step inside and I don’t hear a thing, the place is empty.
“Everyone’s gone away for Christmas, at my say so,” Jack chimes, letting me know we’re alone for a few days at least.
A huge vase of fresh white and red roses is on a table in the hall, with a card Jack asks me to read.
My darling Avery,
Please call this home ours and say you’ll stay.
Ever yours,
Jack
I feel myself starting to cry, but only because it’s the sweetest thing ever, from the sweetest man ever.
A part of me wants to tell him I don’t deserve any of this, that I could never make him happy.
But his hands on my waist from behind send shivers through my whole body, telling me we are both perfect for each other.
Because we love each other more than words could even try to say.
“Don’t cry, sweetheart,” Jack says, turning me to face him, holding my face in his hands as he wipes a tear from my cheek before pressing it to his own lips.
“Just stay. We can see how long it takes before we get on each other’s nerves. Remember? We can go as-”
I’d love to be able to say as fast as I want, but I think Jack gets the idea once I leap into his arms.
He lifts me clear off the ground, kissing me so deeply, so hard that we both know at once that now’s the time.
It’s time for Jack to open his present, even though it is a little early.
Sweeping my legs up into his arms, he starts to climb the stairs, up to his bedroom.
Our bedroom.
I know we’re alone, but I’m still thankful for Jack thinking to close and lock the door behind us.
He lays me on the bed and I notice his body tensing, not from holding my weight, but I actually think he’s a little nervous.
“Time to open your present, Jack,” I coo in his ear, moaning as he groans with delight. His huge hand cupping my chest and pulling my blouse down to free his first target before he lifts it over my head and snaps open my bra.
Climbing over on top of me, he’s on all fours like a beast, hungry to finally claim what’s his.
“I could have waited longer,” he lies, his hardness pressing into my belly and making me squirm already.
Feeling I need him inside me more than anything right now.
Feeling him taking my chest into his mouth, both his hands kneading me and his thick fingers circling my nipples so hard it feels like they’ll break if he doesn’t get me totally naked soon.
