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“We shall.” I find myself being under his control so effortlessly, and then his lips come down to mine just as the song comes to an end. “Take me home and make love to me.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.” We hurry back to the car before anyone can stop us, waving bye to our two cohorts, Bethany and Glen, who just laugh.

“At least I got my dance.” We lasted a whole seven minutes at the party, but that was all I needed. The trip home is almost perfect, until I see my front porch up in flames.

James is quick to call the fire department while pulling out the hose from the side of his house because mine has been cut. It’s close enough to reach, but my car is in the garage. He grabs my keys and quickly reverses my car out so it doesn’t catch fire and explode, but I can’t do anything but watch my life go up in a blaze on Christmas Eve.

The fire department arrives, some still in their tuxes from the party and others who were on duty getting to work. Luckily, most of my house didn’t catch fire. It was only half the house, but so much of it has water damage. “Holiday, we’re so sorry, but you can’t stay here.”

“I don’t understand what happened.”

“Where’s the fire chief?” he snarls.

“I’m right here, Mr. Snow. I can see you’re upset, and I appreciate your efforts because you saved both of your homes by moving the vehicle, but what can I help you with?”

“Was this arson?”

“We won’t know until morning.”

“If it is, it’s more than likely Heath Jones. He’s got a track record for stalking, and he about to be fired and quit after he insulted Holiday in public at the diner.”

“Yes, we all heard about it. It’s a small town. Honestly, no one has seen him since, so we’ll be looking for him. However, it’s common for fires to happen at Christmas time.”

“James, can I stay with you tonight?”

“Sugarplum, I planned to have you stay with me anyway. I had a special surprise planned for tonight.”

“You did?” I ask through my sobs.

“Sweet girl, I have wiped away more of your tears in the past week than I care to for a lifetime. You shouldn’t have to be sad.” He kisses my forehead. Looking over my head, he says, “Chief, please call us when you have news, and thank you for putting out the fire.”

“Merry Christmas, eh?”

“Merry Christmas.”

James leads me inside and once the door opens, so does my mouth. In the corner of his living room is a gorgeous six-foot Christmas tree all lit up. “James, you did this?”

“Yes, Holiday.”

I turn around and ask, “Why?”

“Because for the first time in forever, I wanted to have a real Christmas, and you make me want that. You make things better. I can see why everyone adores you. In the few days that I’ve known you, I’ve been mesmerized, and I don’t want to let you go. You’re my greatest gift. My truly favorite Holiday.”

“Let’s get comfortable.” We take off our shoes by the door so we don’t track water all over the house. Then he slides behind me and slowly slips my coat off my shoulders, peppering kisses down my neck onto my collarbone. “You can stop me at any time.”

I turn around and face him, brushing my hands over his broad chest to find he’s taken off his coat and suit jacket. During the blaze, he’d already freed his tie, and damn, did he look so hot being my hero. “I don’t want you to stop until we’re both screaming,” I answer, unashamed of my feelings.

Nodding, he pulls the blanket off the back of the sofa and onto the floor. Taking my hand, he leads me over there. Our kisses only deepen and I’m shaking with need, tugging his shirt loose from his dress pants. I can’t handle the pressure building inside of me as I touch the bare skin of his taut, muscular abs. James is all I want. All these years I’ve waited for him, and now’s the time.

He slowly lowers my zipper, fingers teasing my heated flesh, lightly touching the edge of my breast, and I gasp from the sensual pleasure. My dress falls into a puddle of tulle and satin around my feet.

“I need you now.” His words are shaky, hungry.

“I’m yours.”

He spins me and quickly we’re on the sofa, his body over mine, kissing me with his hands sliding up and down my sides, caressing my ass and bringing my leg up around his waist as he grinds his hips into me. Oh, goodness, I can feel every inch of him.

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