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“Please don’t do that,” he begged. “I barely had enough energy to toss you into this bed and get you situated beside me again. My eyes are already shut. I don’t have much more left in me right now.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

I thought for a moment. I was tired, and I probably should have just dozed off for a bit longer with him, but I was deliriously happy, so I wanted to tease him for just a bit longer. “So, you’re telling me,” I started as I listened to him groan and felt his arm tighten around my waist. “If I were to say, climb on top of you, you’d turn me down?”

“I’m not sure. What would you be doing on top of me?” he asked.

Maybe he wasn’t as tired as he claimed to be. “Well, I could put your cock in my mouth. I could put your cock in my pussy. I could put your cock in my mouth and then in my pussy. Or I could just climb up and sit on your face for a bit. The possibilities are endless, really.”

“Option four followed by option three,” he said.

I had just been joking. I merely wanted to tease him. And now I wasn’t so sure if he was doing the same.

“I thought you were tired, honey,” I said.

“I was. I am. But I don’t need to have my eyes open or exert a whole lot of energy to eat you. And all I’ve got to do when you crawl down my body and put my cock in that mouth is lay back and relax. You want to climb on top afterward and do all the work, so I’m up for it whenever you’re ready.”

I pressed my lips together to stifle my laughter. I should have known. “I’m kind of tired, too, though. I was just trying to tease you.”

Johnny tightened his arm around my waist and pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “So, go to sleep. But now that you’ve offered, I expect that after you rest up, you’ll wake me up by sitting on my face.”

“I can do that,” I said, feeling my eyelids get heavy again.

I felt myself starting to drift, but before I allowed the exhaustion to pull me under, I called, “Johnny?”

“Right here, Kiera.”

“Thank you for extending our trip here. I’m looking forward to having more fun with you.”

“You’re welcome, baby. Get some sleep.”

At that, I wiggled my booty against him, heard him groan, and allowed sleep to pull me under with a smile on my face.

EPILOGUE

Johnny

Six months later

“After this batch goes in, we need to start making up the trays.”

My eyes scanned the room.

Every surface of the kitchen was covered. Cookies. Cooling racks. Flour. Cookie cutters. Rolling pins. Electric stand mixer. Cookie dough. Measuring cups. Measuring spoons.

Kiera was right.

We needed to start making up the trays.

It was as though our kitchen had just been turned into a bakery. Between the music, the smells, and the sights, it was a bakery that focused solely on the Christmas holiday.

But there was nothing else I could have imagined wanting more than this. To recall where Kiera and I were a year ago, it seemed impossible that this was where we were now. There was no gift I could open this holiday season that would even compare to the gift I’d gotten this summer of a second chance with her.

It took me a while to come to grips with it. After extending our trip following our decision to try to work things out, I had some anxiety about returning home. No matter how many times I told myself that I was committed to making things right between us and keeping them that way, I still worried that old habits might creep back in.

But they never did.

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