Her mouth was warm and soft.

Finally, I could give her all of me. We didn't have to be secretive or hide.

At the end of the hall, Jim mumbled, "I told you so."

I could practically hear Kelly roll her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, you called it."

Lizzy pulled away, leaving me drunk on just her kiss. Tucking her head into my neck, she held me and let me hold her. It was a rare moment.

It was right.

twenty-nine

Lizzy

Christmas Day

"It's freezing out there," Will hissed, slipping back under the covers of my bed.

His toes touched my calf, and I yipped. "Jesus! Did you go to the bathroom or the arctic?"

"Oo"—he wrapped powerful arms around my waist, pulling me back to his chest—"you're so warm."

Giggling, I squirmed. "I was. You're taking my heat."

He shifted his hips, nestling closer to my ass, his erection against the round curve of my cheek. Suddenly inspired, I shifted closer instead of further away. Gliding a hand down my thigh, he groaned. "The wiggling is nice."

"You're nice."

"Not as nice as you."

I burst out laughing. He shushed me, pressing his rough fingertips to my lips.

My shoulders shook, but I managed to stay quiet. I whispered, "You're so much nicer than me. Remember when you met me?"

His fingers traced the seam of my lips. Heat pooled in my core. A call and response.

He ran his hand down the column of my throat. He had to feel my blood rushing hot just under the tender skin. "I remember everything about meeting you."

"Then you should recall that I'm not very nice." My words were barely more than puffs of air.

"Clearly, we have two different versions of that night." Palming my ass, he squeezed. "Goddamn."

In the back of my throat, I moaned.

"Stay quiet. I want to stay here, and I definitely don't want to wake up your family. This is the best Christmas morning I've ever had."

"The absolute best?"

"Couldn't get better."

I ground my hips into his, thrilled at his sharp intake of breath. "Couldn't?"

"I don't think you can stay quiet enough."

"I can."

"What about the basement?"