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Max moves next to the tree and holds up a champagne flute. “I’d like to make a toast.”

A few of us groan because my oldest brother tends to be a little long-winded when it comes to toasts. But the deliriously happy look that’s been plastered on his face since Serena was born doesn’t budge an inch. Daphne and Serena have definitely mellowed Maximus out.

Daphne carefully takes Serena from Maddie, and I slide my arm up and wrap it across Maddie’s chest, holding her close enough to rest my chin on top of her head.

My nieces, nephews, and little sister all sit in a towering mess of ripped wrapping paper and empty boxes. Some play with their new toys. Others are more interested in the boxes. Maddie can’t take her eyes off them.

And while Max drones on about the meaning of family and how lucky we all are to have ours, I can’t help but feel dazzled by this woman in my arms. “You want one of them one day, Mads?”

“One of what?” she whispers back.

I angle her toward all six kids. “A posse of Kingstons?”

“The only way we’re having six kids is ifyou’repushing them out of your body. No way I’m doing that six times.”

Max glares at us as he raises his glass high in the air and finishes his toast. “To family. Merry Christmas.”

Merry Christmasechoes throughout the room, and I spin Maddie in my arms to face me.

“How many do you think you want?” The idea of her pregnant with my baby lights a whole new fire inside me.

“How about we start with one and go from there, King.” She licks her lips, and my cock pulses between us.

“You gotta marry me first, Mads.” I’m gonna wear her down sooner or later.

Scarlet walks by and smacks the back of my head. “Leave her alone, you hornball.” She grabs Maddie’s hand and drags her out of the room. “Come with me, Maddie. Let’s get you a real drink so I can smell the liquor. I’ve got seven more months of this before I can have another drink, and my little brother is already trying to get you to agree to it.” She rolls her eyes, and I hear her muttering to Maddie about traveling and getting as many miles out of her bikinis as she can before she agrees to get pregnant and give her body over to a demon spawn.

Maddie turns her head back to me and mouthshelp, just as I’m handed a shot of the 150-year-old bourbon Sawyer brought, and the conversations grow more nostalgic. Remembering all the old Christmases we had before Dad died, and all the traditions we still try to carry on today.

Max is right.

Family is everything.

And that woman in the other room is every bit as much my family as my brothers and sisters are. With or without my ring on her finger, she’s it.

* * *

The next morning,the alarm goes off at the crack of dawn, and I hit snooze.

Guess there’s a first time for everything because I never hit snooze. Snooze is for quitters. It’s for procrastinators. It’s not for champions. At least, that’s what I used to think. But that was before I was waking up with a boner and a beautiful woman who’s naked in my bed.

I lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to convince myself to move.

It’s not working.

I want to slide inside her hot body.

I want to taste her pussy on my lips.

I want to feel her walls clamping down on me.

I want to spend the week fucking her—morning, noon, and night. But we can’t always get what we want. And while Cade can’t tell meno womenanymore, he can absolutely tell meno sex. It’s only two weeks. I can do this. I’ve gone without longer than two weeks before, but that was before Maddie.

Before sex became a religious experience. And sweet baby Jesus in the manger, I’ll be damned if I don’t see God when I sink inside her body.

When the alarm goes off again, she drapes her arm over my chest before trying to pull me closer, but I stay stiff.Stay stiff.Ha ha ha.

“I’ve got to get up, Mads.” I press my lips to her spine and groan when she rolls over.

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