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“I’ve got it covered.” I kissed her.

“I think I want to take some cooking classes.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.” She smiled.

“We’ll make that happen.” I kissed her again. “Enough talking. We have some business to get down to.” The corners of my mouth curved upward.

Chapter Forty

Sierra

We spent Christmas Eve at Daniel’s house, celebrating with him and his girlfriend, whom I quickly became friends with. Ellie fell asleep on the way home, so Jack carried her up the stairs and put her to bed. Thank goodness I was smart enough to change her into her pajamas before we left Daniel’s house.

Jack and I got all her presents and placed them under the tree. We set the Bitty Baby out, along with the crib and carriage from Santa. After we filled her stocking, we headed to bed. It had been a long day, and we were both exhausted.

I heard the bedroom door fly open and the pitter-patter of little feet across the room. Ellie jumped on the bed, announcing it was Christmas.

“It’s Christmas! Wake up! Wake up!”

Glancing at the clock, it was six a.m.

“I want to open presents!”

Jack reached over, grabbed her, and held her tightly. “Merry Christmas, sweetheart.”

“Merry Christmas, Daddy. Come on. Get up. Get up.”

Rolling over, I smiled. “Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas, my love.” Jack reached over and ran his finger along my forehead. “Okay. Let’s go open presents!”

Ellie flew down the stairs and ran over to her Bitty Baby.

“Look what Santa brought me!” she said, tightly hugging the baby, putting it in the crib and then the carriage, and pushing it around the house while I made the coffee.

“Told you she’d love the doll.” I smiled.

We took our coffee to the living room and sat in the middle of the floor. Ellie excitedly opened all of her presents and loved everything we bought her.

“Your turn.” I smiled at Jack, handing him his presents.

“This is for you.” He handed me a large box beautifully wrapped with a red bow.

Tearing off the paper, I saw the name Chanel written across the box. Removing the lid, I pulled out the beautiful Chanel handbag and noticed another small, wrapped box. Opening it, I saw the matching wallet.

“Jack, I love it!” I threw my arms around him.

“Every woman needs more than just one handbag.” He winked.

“Thank you so much.” I planted tiny kisses all over his face.

“You’re welcome, sweetheart.” He chuckled. “I hope that purse is big enough. Maybe you should open it and check out the inside.”

“It’s more than big enough.” I smiled, setting it down.

“Open the purse, Sierra,” Jack said.

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