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“Here,” she said, handing him a bag of the local candy.

He took the bag from her and examined it before popping another one in his mouth. She settled down at the end of the couch, putting her cute little feet in his lap as he got back to his video game. How was such a simple ordinary moment absolute perfection?

He was at a stopping point in his game, so he set his controller on the coffee table.

Just looking at her brought him joy. That was not something he had ever experienced before. Even the cute little toes on his lap made him want to suck on them...Nevera thought he’s had before.

He rubbed her feet and colorful toenails.

She looked up from her sketch pad with a smile.

“I think I’m ready for bed,” he said.

“Oh, are you tired?”

“No.”

The look he gave her made her squirm on the couch, and this woman was fucking perfect. The slow, sexy grin creeping over her face had him wanting to drop to his knees for this woman.

“Did you have something else in mind?”

“I had a few things in mind... mostly, I just want to get my mouth on that delicious pussy again.”

Her mouth fell open, and she sat there, gaping at him.

“If that sounds like something you’re interested in,” he said, rubbing her feet and calves, then inching up higher.

Setting her feet on the floor, he stood and turned off the tv before turning to her and offering his hand. She took it easily and allowed herself to be pulled off the couch. Once she was standing, he snaked his hands around her waist and pulled her close.

“I love the way your body feels against mine,” he whispered in her ear as he let his hand roam and hold all that softness to him.

“You do?” she asked, sounding surprised.

He pulled back. “I really fucking do,” he said, giving her a squeeze. “Are you kidding me? I could get lost in these curves for days.”

“What’s stopping you?” she asked with a cocked eyebrow.

He groaned before taking her mouth with his in a passionate kiss. He took control of her mouth, and she completely submitted to it. That feeling of being in control over something so soft and precious was something he enjoyed immensely. But then she bit his bottom lip and took a little more control of the kiss, and he found he enjoyed that just as much.

That was something he liked about Alice. Taylor set his life up, so he always knew what to expect. His brain worked in such a way that he could recognize patterns to tell what was going to happen in just about anything from being on the ice to watching a movie. But with Alice, she kept surprising him. And while being surprised wasn’t something he generally enjoyed, he found the way she was full of surprises refreshing because they were the best possible surprises.

He let her control the kiss for another long moment before breaking the kiss and leaning his forehead against hers. “Come upstairs with me,” he panted.

She nodded.

As they climbed the stairs, he took a moment to stop on the landing that overlooked the living room and the big bay windows of the cabin. Outside was still, blanketed in white snow, except for the snowman’s pop of color from the scarf. The glow came from the Christmas tree, showing the couch he had enjoyed relaxing on all day. From the video game controller placed on the coffee table next to the sketch pad and colored pencils Alicehad set down and the fuzzy blanket still looking like it was just waiting to be snuggled in, all of it reminded him of this one perfect day.

Alice slipped her hand into his as they looked out over the remains of one of the best Christmases he’d ever had.

“Ya know how you asked me yesterday what my favorite Christmas was?”

She nodded.

“I think today might have replaced it,” he said, tucking a lock of colorful hair behind her ear.

Her instant grin warmed his heart.

“I feel the same way,” she said with a wide-eyed innocence he just couldn’t get enough of.

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