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Sage’s eyes widened as she noticed the stacks of unopened boxes filled with lights, ornaments, and decorations. She turned back to him, voice soft with wonder. “You… you waited for me to decorate it?”

Cal crossed the room in two strides, scooped her up effortlessly into his arms, and kissed her gently. She giggled against his mouth, arms looping around his neck.

“Mmmm, yes… more of that, please,” she murmured.

“I was hoping you’d decorate the tree with me, sweetheart.”

She stared up at him, then leaned in and kissed him again — deeper this time, her tongue teasing his lower lip before she gave it a playful little bite.

“Hey!” Cal laughed.

“Mmm… you’re tasty, Daddy…” she whispered seductively, smiling up at him.

Cal chuckled. “I’d tell you not to bite, but I doubt you’d listen.”

“Absolutely not!” she said cheerfully.

He set her down gently and headed into the kitchen to make hot chocolate. From the living room he heard her soft sounds of delight as she started opening boxes. “Cal! Look at this star! How in the world are we going to get it on top…? Oh! Are these colored lights? My favorite…”

Cal smiled as he stirred the cocoa. Outside, fresh snow fell gently past the big windows, silent and peaceful. The night had gone better than he could have ever dreamed — from picking her up in the restored Jeep, to that scorching stop on the side of the road, to her face when she saw the lit-up estate… and then the party. He had watched her all night and fallen even deeper in love with Sage Thompson.

Their first kiss had been life-altering. The taste of her, the way she looked at him like he was her entire world — it had unlocked something in him he never thought he’d feel.

Cal walked back into the living room and began to laugh.

“What? I need to lay everything out!”

Sage was sitting on the floor surrounded by lights and decorations of every size and type.

“Umm sweetheart, don’t you want to go shower and change?”

She didn’t look up as she concentrated on the lights she was unwinding “huh? Oh…umm yeah…hold on a sec,” she said as she adorably was organizing decorations by colors and types.

Cal shook his head smiling as he walked to the stereo and turned it on. The sound of old Christmas songs filled the cabin as he added more logs to the fire.

Sage was oblivious.

“Hmmm I think the red balls should go with the gold ones like this. Oh and maybe we put red ribbons here…”

Cal sat down on the couch and drank his hot chocolate with his eyes closed. He was…happy and at peace. He heard Sage moving around making small comments.

After a bit he heard her say “Cal? Can you help me reach that?”

He smiled as he opened his eyes and looked at⁠—

“Good God Almighty…”

Sage, suddenly only wearing her thong, glanced back over her shoulder with a faint blush and a mischievous little smile, rising onto her tiptoes to reach a high branch. The motion made her ass jiggle enticingly. “Seriously, Cal, you’re taking forever. Help me up!”

He couldn’t stop staring. His eyes were locked on the plush curve of her ass, the way the thin thong disappeared between her cheeks.

“Hmm… see something you like, Daddy?”

“I… I have to…”

She arched her back a little more, biting her lip. “What, Daddy? What do you have to do?”

Cal dragged his gaze up with visible effort and groaned when she turned around. The front of the thong barely covered her plump mound, and her breasts swayed heavily with the movement.