Page 91 of Gin & Sin

“Totally fair. What’s your idea of a romantic Christmas?”

I shrug, brushing my lips over his chest. “I don’t know. I’ve never had one. The holidays with my ex were stressful because she took on a lot for her family. She baked and we hosted and she insisted on getting gifts for everyone. We often spent the actual holiday driving across the state to visit multiple homes. I hated it.”

“That doesn’t sound fun. Me and the guys talked about creating our own traditions. Lowen wants to hire decorators and we agreed, except for the tree. Bane and Jerryn want to watch holiday movies and drink cocoa, and Salem wants to bake cookies. Ridley wants to have a big dinner, and Indy just wants everyone to be happy.”

“I don’t want to intrude on your traditions though.”

“Babe, come on. You’re part of it now. You’re my family too. I want you here for all of it.”

I swear my heart just swelled in my chest. “You do?”

“You could move your shit in right now and I wouldn’t complain.”

I reach up to brush his hair from his forehead. “That’s ultimately what you’d want, isn’t it? You want to live here with all the guys?”

His face falls and then his brow creases. “Oh. I didn’t really think about that. You own your house. I guess it’s asking a lot for you to move in with six other people.”

“I do own it but…” I blow out a breath. “If I’m honest, it’s never felt like home. When we’re here I feel like we’re in our own little luxurious world.”

He chuckles. “Lowen’s magic.” He bends his head to kiss my forehead. “We’ll figure it out. In the meantime, you’re welcome here, and if you want me to be at yours sometimes, that’s fine too. As long as we’re together, I’ll be happy.”

“Me too.”

Kit pulls me closer so I bury my nose in his chest hair, inhaling his manly scent. I can’t believe I get to have this now. It’s like a dream.

“I have an idea,” he says. “One day before the session starts again, I’ll take you on a real date, away from the bar, and we’ll make our own tradition. Whatever you want to do, I’ll make it happen. We can even make snow angels.”

“Did you know you were such a romantic at heart?”

Kit chuckles. “Nope. Guess it took meeting you to bring it out in me.”

“I didn’t know I needed it so much until meeting you.”

Kit lifts my chin so I’m gazing up at him. “You’re the one for me, Stewart. I hope you know I’m not letting go, and if I evermiss the mark or the romance drifts away, call me out, because I always want to be the one who puts a smile on your face.”

I stretch my neck to press a kiss to his lips. “Deal.”

We lie quietly for a few minutes, tangled in his bedding and soaking in the love flowing between us. It’s so tangible, and not at all what I thought love felt like. It’s never been this intense.

“Kit?”

“Yes, beautiful?”

“There is one thing I want to do.”

“Tell me.”

“Two years ago, this place opened up in the city. It’s supposed to be this super romantic experience involving wine and chocolate.”

“Oh yeah, Lowen was telling us about it when we were discussing specials we could do for New Year’s Eve.”

“It might be too late to get a reservation, but if we could try that would be amazing.”

“I’ll see what I can make happen.”

“Thank you.”

Kit rolls us over so that he’s on top of me. The look in his eyes makes my stomach flutter. He loves me. It’s written all over his face.

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