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“You made me breakfast in bed?”
“So observant, can’t get anything past you,” I tease her, chuckling.
She narrows her gaze as her lips start to twitch, revealing a grin.
I set the tray on my nightstand and crawl in bed, leaning over to lift her between my legs. When she’s situated with her back pressed to my chest, I sweep her hair over her shoulder and tilt her chin back to me.
My lips touch hers lightly, and I immediately taste the spearmint from our toothpaste. She parts her lips, darting out her tongue, and I kiss her gently, taking my time to enjoy every second of her in my arms this morning. My whole body ignites with need, but I force myself to end the kiss and twist to bring the food to our laps. She leans back, her head resting on my shoulder.
“I’ve never had breakfast in bed before,” she tells me in a dreamy voice.
Mental note… make this a Christmas Day tradition.
“I’ve never served breakfast in bed before, so I’d say this makes us even.” I cut off a piece of pancake and move it to her mouth.
She moans so seductively, my cock goes ramrod stiff, the sound sending messages to my brain.
“These have hazelnut cream in them. It’s my absolute favorite. How’d you do this?”
“I got help from the master herself.”
She lifts up enough to look at my face, and her eyes start to glisten. “You called my mom?”
“I couldn’t take the risk of ruining your very favorite breakfast. It would be a colossal failure to start our Christmas with shitty pancakes.”
She doesn’t say anything, but her face fills with happiness before she moves back, so I can continue feeding her. We eat in silence, except for her occasional grumble of appreciation, furthering the throbbing in my dick.
When the plate is clean, I place the tray on the nightstand and circle my arms around her. “Merry Christmas, beautiful.”
“Merry Christmas, Shaw.”
“Let’s go to the living room.”
“I can’t move. I’m too full. I haven’t eaten that much in a long time.”
My gut aches with pain and more guilt, but I force it aside, knowing today is a new start.
“I’ll carry you.” I swing our legs over the side of the bed and lift her easily.
She lets out a small gasp when she sees what I’ve done. The blinds and curtains are closed tight, keeping the room dark except for the candles I relit and the tree shining. Her throw pillows from the sofa are arranged on the floor, next to several new presents under the tree.
“Where did those presents come from?”
“Claire’s closet. She instructed me to find them and put them under the tree.”
“But we’re not exchanging until she gets back.”
“She mentioned that, but wanted you to have these.”
“Oh no! I don’t have anything for her to open today!” Panic starts to rise in her voice.
“Shhh, I handled it.” I walk over and lower us to the floor.
She looks at me suspiciously. “What did you do?”
“I call
ed Gail… she took care of it.”
