Page 25 of Snow One Like You

“You’d pay off a judge if you could, wouldn’t you?”

I shrugged. “I won’t lie to you. If I thought I could get away with it…”

Cammie faced me and placed the hand that wasn’t holding up her blanket on my cheek. “If it were Raven or Jake in this situation, I would too.” She dropped her hand, and her expression turned a little sheepish. “Except I’m not as practical and patient as you. I’d probably do it, and then we’d all be screwed.”

There was that fucking warmth in my chest again…

Cocking my head to the side, I studied her for a few beats. “I think you’re more grounded than you give yourself credit for, baby. You’d never do anything that had the potential to hurt your family.”

“I guess you’re right,” she admitted, looking at me with something in her eyes that should have made me ready to run for the hills.

But the feeling never came.

I turned her around and patted her ass. “Relax. I’m going to make us something to eat, then we can talk. I think we should get to know each other better.”

Cammie’s face brightened, and she smiled. “Okay. But I think it’s my turn to cook. Just let me get dressed?—”

“Forget it,” I drawled. “If cooking all of your meals is the price to keep you naked, I am one hundred percent on board.”

She giggled and shook her head, padding over to sit on the couch. “Then get to it. If you make it really worth it, I’ll give you a raise.”

My smile was wicked when I replied, “Baby, all you have to do is be in my thoughts to give me a raise…”

Her eyes dropped to my rapidly thickening cock, and she burst into giggles.

“If making you laugh hadn’t been my intention, I’d be worried that my dick amused you.”

She laughed even harder, and my smile felt like it was glued to my face as I headed to the kitchen.

Ten

SOREN

“Don’t tell my family,” I murmured in Cammie’s ear.

We were sprawled on the couch, and she was lying on top of me, so she raised her head and smiled up at me. “Tell them what?”

“That this is the best Christmas I’ve ever had.”

Her cheeks turned bright pink, and she beamed at me. “Definitely in my top five.”

“Top five?” I snapped, pretending to be outraged.

“Well, yeah…I mean, I got a brother-in-law seven years ago, and a niece four years ago, and last year, it seems I also got a sister-in-law.”

A chuckle rumbled in my chest. She’d told me about the scene at the inn right before she traipsed out to my cabin.

“Okay.” I sighed and pushed some of her hair behind her ear. “I’ll concede to those possibly being a better Christmas than this one.”

She chuckled, then laid her head back down on my chest. I felt her mouth curve into a smile, and her shoulders jiggled a little when she giggled. “I’ll be honest with you…if I ever get married or have a kid on Christmas, it will top this one too.”

Everything inside me went still.

I should have known this was coming. I’d warned myself two days ago. But I’d let my dick do the thinking for the past couple of days.

In all the talking we’d done, getting to know each other, somehow the topic of marriage and kids had never come up. Maybe I’d been hoping it never would even though we couldn’t live in this little bubble forever. Though, I’d wished it often enough.

My mind stopped whirling for a second. How was living with her in this bubble forever different from living life with her outside of it forever?

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