Page 73 of Silver Hills' Christmas Miracle

And I would stay for as long as she needed me.

Eventually, Kitty was ready to leave the shower, so we stepped out onto the heated floor and wrapped one another in thick, fluffy blue towels. I carried her through to the bedroom and set her down on the bed, but Kitty quickly stood.

“I don’t want to sleep here,” she said.

“That’s okay. Should we get another room? Or do you want to come with me to the motel?” I understood her apprehension, and I was ready to provide more options if she needed them. To my surprise, Kitty shook her head.

“No, let’s sleep here.” Taking all the pillows she could carry, she moved out onto her balcony and dropped them down onto the ground. Then she came back for the blankets and more, which is when I stepped in to help.

I carried everything from her bed and all the blankets from her closet to create a nest out on the balcony. The only difficulty was how bitingly cold it was after such a hot shower, but Kitty didn’t seem affected at all. She created a thick, snug nest, then discarded her towel and dove right in.

I followed suit, and the moment I was comfortable with countless blankets on top of me, Kitty latched onto my side and cuddled in.

“I don’t want to be inside,” Kitty said, her voice muffled against my arm.

“That’s okay,” I assured her, kissing the top of her damp head. “I’ll keep you warm out here. I promise.”

Above us, the dark sky was filled with a million twinkling stars that stretched out in all directions. It reminded me of the night we spent on the flatbed of my truck. If this was where Kitty felt safe, then this was where we would sleep.

Her body cuddled into mine as she aligned us body to body and leg to leg as much as she could. Our height differences made that a little difficult, but Kitty had no problem tangling our legstogether as she cuddled in. Her head rested on my shoulder, and her hand started to dance across my chest.

“It doesn’t feel real,” Kitty murmured.

“Which part?”

“All of it. I replay it in my head, and it doesn’t feel real. Not Anton. Not Paul. Not my dad being a dick. None of it.”

I tightened my arm around her and pressed my lips to her hairline. “I know. But I’ll take care of you, okay? No matter what happens, no matter who I have to fight or how many lawyers I have to hire, I will be right here for you.”

“Why?” Kitty asked, and her voice was hoarse.

When I looked down, her eyelashes sparkled with unshed tears. “Kitty, what do you mean, why?”

“Why are you being so good to me? Look at what I’ve done. I can’t help the people of this town. I can barely get my parents to understand me. I was the one who reached out to Anton, and Paul is in the hospital. And now you might end up in prison, and I’ll be alone with this baby.”

“Kitty.” I rolled over and gently grasped her chin to tilt her head up to meet my eyes. “None of this is your fault. The people here suffer because of your dad who doesn’t listen because he’s a stubborn prick. Anton was clearly always a psychotic prick, and Paul is paid more than enough to make taking a bullet worthwhile. He will be okay. And as for me?” I nudged my nose gently against hers. “I love you. I made my choice, and if there are consequences, then I will face them, but I do not regret it. Not even for a second. Because I love you. And I love that we have created a life together that’s growing inside you. I have gained a family with you, and I love you. There is nowhy.”

Kitty tilted her head up and kissed me slowly, almost lazily, and I pressed into it with a happy hum rumbling in the back of my throat.

Anything she wanted, I was happy to give.

“I love you too,” Kitty murmured against my lips.

“I like how that tastes.” I smiled against her, and Kitty finally laughed. It was a soft, warm sound that chased away any lingering cold in my soul. With firm hands, she pulled me slowly on top of her, and as I settled, careful to distribute my weight, she wrapped her legs around my thighs and hooked her ankles together.

“I want to feel you,” Kitty whispered, kissing the tip of my nose. “Inside me.”

I didn’t need to be asked twice. I kissed her again, and we eased into a lazy pattern of kissing one way for a few minutes, then tilting our heads and kissing in the other direction. Her hands wandered lazily up and down my back while our hips lazily rolled against one another. I kept one hand braced next to her head, balancing myself while the other trailed up and down her torso. From her breasts to her hips, I caressed the same paths I’d taken with the soap, only with more intent behind them now.

Soon, each kiss we broke made Kitty gasp for air, and the warmth that built between us was smothering. Nothing else mattered, and my cock, which had swelled with interest within the first thirty seconds, was aching between my thighs as I continued to grind down against Kitty. I was listening to her gasps, feeling her rapid heart beneath my fingertips, and tasting the desire on her tongue.

I teased her until I was certain she was ready, and then, when she begged me with a whispering moan, I eased inside her slowly.

Kitty arched up against me and whimpered as each thick inch spread her open. I settled inside her, deep and warm as my eyes rolled back into darkness. She was soaked, and her wetness dampened my thighs as I snugly ground our hips together and seated myself fully inside her. She tightened her legs around myhips and her arms around my shoulders, then Kitty cupped my face and looked into my eyes.

“Not yet,” she whispered as crimson flushed from her cheeks to her throat. “I want to feel you.”

“And do you?” I asked, losing myself in her beauty.

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