Page 87 of Deck the Fire Halls

Rob chuckled. “I know, I know. I’m just being greedy. I want more.”

“Best sex of your life, huh?”

His eyes met mine, full of humor and honesty. “Hands down, the best. Not even a competition. So yes, tonight I will leave my door unlocked, and you may find me in bed, waiting. Naked. Possibly pre-lubed.”

I dropped my head back and groaned. “Okay, so now I’m definitely coming here after work.”

His grin sent my heart into a flurry, my body was already looking forward to it.

“Okay then,” I declared. “Now all that’s organized, I should go home and get showered and dressed for work. What time did you want to leave for the center?”

He checked the time on my phone. “In about an hour?”

“Sounds perfect.” I stood up. “I should get dressed first, though. Don’t want Mr. Ling to see me leaving your house half-dressed.”

Rob glanced out the front window. “We could open the blinds and give him a full show.”

I burst out laughing. He was only joking but I still hadn’t expected his sense of humor. I went into his room and found my clothes, quickly pulling them on. When I went back out to the living room, Rob had fixed his robe and tied the belt, and he was fixing some pine needles on his Christmas tree.

It still looked incredible, but very empty underneath.

“No presents underneath it yet?” I said, sitting on the sofa to pull on my socks and boots.

He looked at the emptiness under the tree and shook his head. “No. I’ll ship my niece’s and my sister’s gifts. Straight from the store, gift-wrapped option included.”

Damn. That was it? He had no one else, and that was kinda sad.

“You better get Katie something,” I warned him.

“Oh, yes, you’re right.” He adjusted one bauble that didn’t need adjusting. “And you, I suppose. Are we doing gift exchanges? We should probably clarify to save embarrassment or disappointment. You know. I mean, it’s fine if you don’t want to but I thought...”

I walked over and slid my arms around his waist and whispered into the back of his ear. “Hell yes, we are.” Then I kissed his nape. “I’ll be back in an hour.”

He walked me to the door, smiling so sweetly, his cheeks a delicious pink.

God, it almost made me change my mind and march him straight to his bed.

But no, now I had a plan. But it wasn’t something I could do on my own.

As soon as I walked through my front door, I pulled my phone out and scrolled for the number I was looking for and hit Call.

“Hartbridge Hardware, how can I help you?”

“Hamish?” I asked, though I knew that voice and accent was his. “It’s Soren.”

“Oh, hi. Is everything okay? If you’re after Ren?—”

“No, I wanted to speak to you, actually. I want to do something for Rob, and I’ll need your help.”

He was quiet for a second and I swore I could hear him smiling. “I’m listening.”

CHAPTER ELEVEN

ROB

Walkinginto the youth center with Soren felt... exciting? Different?

I was strangely nervous, because it felt as if we were making some announcement. To Gunter, and Gunter alone. But still... we were arriving together, which meant we’d been together beforehand, and I don’t know...

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