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And his body.

Damn.

Even in his sweatpants and a T-shirt, he turned me on. Maybe it wasbecauseof the sweatpants and T-shirt. That casual, homebody vibe that I wanted to put my arms around, that I wanted to hold, maybe snuggle up on the couch with and watch a movie.

That I wanted to do obscene things to.

“You okay?” Rob asked. “You zoned out there for a bit.”

“Oh, just thinking,” I said.

“About?”

About taking you back to bed. Right now. And not leaving all damn day.

I realized then I was holding the last bauble. I held itout for him. “That you should put this last one on the tree, then turn the Christmas lights on.”

He put the bauble on, then pressed the button for the lights. They were the type with different settings, and he chose a slow twinkling type. Gentle, just like him.

The tree looked . . . “Perfect,” I said.

He’d also put a small Christmassy center piece on his table and draped some garland across the window.

He looked around at it all, then made a face. “It’s very... Christmassy.”

I laughed and, doing what I’d wanted to do earlier, stood behind him and put my arms around him. I rested my chin on his shoulder. “It looks great.”

“I guess I’m not used to it,” he said softly.

“The first Christmas you’ve celebrated in a while should be special,” I said, giving him a squeeze. Which was not a good idea because my dick was very on board with the proximity.

I dropped my arms and took a step back. “I should go home, take a shower, and get a few things done before we go for a ride. We need to take full advantage of the sunshine.” I headed to his room before I could change my mind and pounce on him again. “Just gotta grab my clothes.”

It also helped that I could walk out holding my clothes in front of my semi-hard dick. “See you in about an hour?” I said as I got to his front door. I shoved my feet into my boots, no socks, and gave him a bright smile. “Just come over, okay?”

“Oh, okay,” he said. “Ahh, you’re still wearing my pajama pants.”

I looked down at the flamingos. “Yeah, I’ll wash them. I promise not to steal them.” I straightened up. “Unless you want me to take them off right here. Mr. Ling might jump to some foregone conclusions if he sees me leaving your house in my underwear.”

He laughed. “Is there a back gate?”

“No, but we should seriously consider putting one in.”

Rob’s smile was so sweet, I almost couldn’t leave. “God, I do not want to leave, just so you know,” I admitted. “This is me using all my willpower to leave before I take you back to bed.”

He barked out a surprised laugh. “Oh.”

“Yeah. God, you turn me on so much.” I rolled my eyes and groaned at myself for saying that out loud. “Yes. Leaving now. Making myself walk out the door like a good boy.” I got the door open and stepped out into the brisk morning. “This is me leaving. Going home to have a very cold shower.”

That wasn’t true. I was going home to jerk off in the shower but I didn’t think I should tell him that.

He chuckled from the door. “See you in one hour.”

CHAPTER NINE

ROB

Oh boy,oh boy.

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