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“Julia. You’re killing me here.”
I tilt my head as I smile admiring every feature on his face. His beautiful brown eyes glistening at me.
“Yes.”
I take the leap I would have run from. His lips crash against mine, capturing my whole soul. His tongue glazes over my lips, as I part them letting his tongue dip into my mouth. He sets the box down before his hands are rubbing down my hair and cheeks as he picks me up off the counter. My legs wrap around his waist as my arms wrap around his neck. His large hands grip onto my ass as he twirls us around. Our lips separate and our chests rise and fall as we pant for air. I look over at the box, Caleb’s eyes follow my gaze.
“Oh shit, the ring.”
He sets me down as he picks up the box. He holds out his hand, but instead of opening the box he pulls me to the living room and places me right in front of the lit up Christmas tree. He drops down on one knee and my heart skips a beat. Even though he just asked me to marry him, this seems even more official.
He opens the box and a beautiful oval shaped single band diamond glistens against the lights. It’s perfect, beautiful and simple, just the way I like everything in my life.
“Julia Harrington. You are the love of my life. I thought I knew what love was, but I had no idea the love that awaited me until I met you. I’m going to ask again to make sure you really want this. Baby, will you marry me?”
“Absolutely, yes.”
He slides the ring on my finger and pulls my arms down to him, so I am also kneeled down on the floor. He kisses me once more, his warm lips pressed against mine sends heat to my core. I want to fuck him so bad right now. Being a girl sucks in moments like this.
We spend the next hour just talking in front of the fireplace. We talk about life, what we want to do over the next five years, goals, aspirations. I learn that he wants to open up a restaurant in LA, which we discussed at length as that’s where my family is.
“I just don’t want to leave Everwood, this has become my home.”
“We could always just travel. You do your events while I check in on the restaurant. But this will be our home.”
“Yeah, that would work.”
I get up from the floor, after prying my arms out of Caleb’s hold. I head into the bedroom quickly to grab a gift I got for him. I rush back to find him in the same spot. His eyes track my every move. The fire brightens his brown eyes, but he is looking at me with a hunger I have never seen before. I have my Christmas pajamas on, so there is nothing sexy about my outfit. Now Caleb, he has red pajama pants on that showcase his package so much so, that when he walks you can see his cock swing. Not to mention his muscled arms pop from under his black t-shirt making him look delicious. I lick my lips as I approach.
With my hands still behind my back, I take a seat directly in front of him.
“Hold out your hand.”
He smiles as he holds out his hands like a kid awaiting candy on Halloween. I place the present in his hand. He looks down at the snowflake wrapping paper. He shakes it around, pointing his eyes to the ceiling as if that will make him be able to hear better. When he doesn’t hear a rattle he examines every corner, dip, and feels the top and bottom.
“Will you just open it already?” I blurt out, my impatience getting the best of me. I laugh as he rips open the neat wrapping and observes the book in front of him. He examines the cover and then opens it to the front page. He begins to read aloud.
“To the man I love with all my heart. Our story has yet to begin but I knew you were my person since the day I walked into your bar.”
I can hear his voice shake as he reads the dedication out loud. His eyes moisten with tears swelling at the crease. He may be a strong man, but he is a teddy bear at heart.
“This is what you have been writing?” He questions as he flips through the pages.
“Mhmm. Finished it last week.”
He flips through the book until he finds chapter 20 and a surprised look is displayed across his face. I lean in to observe the scene he is on and can’t help but giggle.
“This hadn’t happened yet when you wrote the book, so how would you have predicted it?”
“Let’s just say, I wished hard for this Christmas miracle. Merry Christmas Caleb.”
“Merry Christmas Julia.”
Caleb grabs my neck and presses his lips to mine. I moan into his mouth as he bites my bottom lip, soothing the burn with his tongue gliding over it. His lips consume me, leaving me whimpering for more and breathless. The way he kisses me tells me everything I need to know.
This man is mine.
CALEB
