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“Later. Right now, why don’t we celebrate our engagement?” Andrew suggested, holding up the Double-O. Without waiting for an answer, he pulled her into a tight embrace. “You are such a vixen, Kati. Who else would have thought of such surprises?”
She rubbed his cock on the way upstairs, and he squeezed her breast.
“Do you want babies, sweetheart?” he asked.
“I do, but not yet. You have a new supply of exciting condoms.”
“We could name a girl Merry.”
“And a boy Noel?” She threw her arms around Andrew’s neck. “Okay. You win. Let’s take a chance. I’ve wanted to be a bride and have children for as long as I can remember. But you wanted us to live together as a trial…”
“No more need. You’re the love of my life. Anyone who would roast a goose, make that blasted pudding and fill my crackers with erotic items is the one for me.”
“Andrew? I have to tell you something. I don’t know how to cook. I’m sorry, but Tara made that first dinner. I only know how to prepare breakfast.”
“I kind of suspected you hadn’t had much practice in the kitchen when I watched you today. But you did it, honey. You succeeded, and you will again. We’ll learn together. And Kati, since it’s true confession time, I have one to make. I found a paper of yours in the freezer the night I stayed over. But I never read it. It’s folded up in my wallet.” He reached in his pants pocked and took it out. “I wasn’t looking for it at the time. I was getting out ice. And I’ll return it if that’s what you want, but I’d love to see it, first. I don’t know why I’ve been so curious.”
Colour rose in her cheeks. She knew it by heart and had never tried to go back and look at it again. “It’s my letter to Santa, and he’s been very generous. Go ahead and look.”
Andrew read it aloud.
“Seduction initiated by Andrew.
“An invitation to sleep over.
“One for me to move in with him.
“Four little words ~ I love you, Kati.
“Andrew to love the British Christmas I create.
“Five little words ~ Will you be mine, Kati?
“A diamond on my left ring finger.
“Marriage to Andrew Howell. (The last one can come later.)
“You little imp. You planned everything.”
“Are you sure you didn’t read this before? It’s almost exactly what happened.”
“If you can go behind my back and pretend to cook…” He laughed. “You’ll never know, sweetheart.”
“Andrew,” she wailed. “Tell me.”
“It’s not important. It worked out just the way we both wanted.”
Andrew laid Kati on the bed and began undressing her. She’d looked forward to this moment. She’d found a little shop that sold fabulous lingerie, with a holiday selection she’d chosen to delight him. He’d liked the red thong with mistletoe, and today she was wearing a gold satin one with a Christmas tree appliqué.
He took off her skirt first and tossed it across the room, and seeing what she wore beneath it, he smiled. “You vixen,” he murmured.
Her soft pullover was next, and he peeked beneath it first. “What beautifully wrapped packages,” he said when he saw her breasts in more gold satin with cut-out Christmas wreaths exposing her nipples.
“With easy access.” Andrew laved her hard peaks through the holes, and she arched her back eagerly.
“Mmm,” she said, palming his hard-on. Her pussy was warm and wet, and his cock strained at the front of his pants.
“You think of everything, Kati Johnson. Now, so as not to spoil this finery…”
