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Kati awoke next morning in Andrew’s arms in their bed.
“The pudding?” She sat upright.
“It’s okay. Merry Christmas, darling. Relax. I took care of it.”
“The recipe didn’t say how long to cook it. I wanted it to be good.”
“I’m sure it is,” he said, smoothing her hair back from her face. “Kati, what have you been doing here? It looks as if you’ve been very busy.”
“Last night, you said…”
“You remember? I’m sorry. I was taken aback by the lights and tinsel, but it’s fine. The tree looks fabulous, and it’s going to be a wonderful day.”
“Oh, no. The berries on the mistletoe are still there. All of them. I missed the good stuff.” Tears coursed down her cheeks. “Wait. I did miss it, didn’t I? I mean I didn’t sleep through…”
“No. I am too honourable to screw you when you’re passed out. However, I did enjoy kissing your delectable lips, and they responded. I also caressed your limp body which didn’t.”
“I am so-o embarrassed and disappointed.”
“It’s all right, Kati. I was tired anyway, and I held you until I went to sleep. We’ll work off the berries later. Right now, we’re going to have a wonderful Christmas Day.”
Andrew was right. He helped stuff the goose with fruit to keep it moist the way Kati’s recipe said. Roast potatoes were traditional, and he peeled and added them to the pan with the goose. They came out rather greasy, and neither of them had any idea how to make gravy, so she fixed the mashed spuds after all.
The goose was wonderful. She’d carefully pricked the skin without letting her needle go through the fat layer into the flesh. It was just as beautiful as she’d pictured, the skin brown and crispy. And it was delicious.
The
pudding was a bit dry when reheated, but with added brandy and eaten with brandy butter, it was yummy.
But the cherry on top of the event was the crackers. He laughed until he held his sides. Kati couldn’t help but notice he had a hard-on, too. They had two dozen sex items but probably couldn’t use them all in one day.
“You need to stay a long time so we can make use of these,” Andrew said, studying a Double-O-Ring.
Kati’s pussy creamed. It was supposed to enhance orgasms for both of them. “No problem.”
“Guess what?” Andrew said. “I have a cracker, too. For you. And I made it myself.”
“Ohmigod,” she said when he handed it to her. “This must have taken hours. It’s beautiful.”
“I hope you get the long half,” he said.
They pulled.
It snapped.
A tissue-wrapped goodie fell out in Kati’s lap.
Ohmigod, it is so tiny. Could it be…? She looked into Andrew’s wonderful, blue eyes.
He gestured towards the package in her hand. “Open it.”
She slowly folded back the tissue and there it was—a diamond solitaire. Her eyes filled with tears.
He took her left hand in his and reached for the ring. “I love you, Kati Johnson. Will you marry me?”
“Yes. Oh, yes.” He slipped the diamond engagement ring on her finger, and she almost knocked Andrew off his chair, throwing herself into his arms. “Yes. Yes. Yes. I love you, too, and I want to spend my life with you.
“Bob and Tara are having dinner together before she goes in for the night shift,” she added when she could speak again. “Maybe we could ask them to be our wedding attendants.”
