Page 205 of Sinning for Santa

Devon and I pull apart on “one” to hear a loud pop and then a huge arch of hot pink dust shoots up into the air, blocking out the view of Timber Valley, while an embarrassing sob leaps from my lips.

“Fuck, love. It’s a girl.” Devon’s voice has taken on a higher pitch, and I nod, blubbering, trying to speak but unable to as he holds me to him, our eyes trained on the vaporising pink dust.

There’s so much cheering, and it’s getting closer, and I know our little bubble is about to be invaded, but I don’t care, because every one of these people mean something to me. Even the town’s folk have become close friends in the months since Devon ‘kidnapped’ me again and brought me back into his fold.

Drawing my gaze away from the open air that is now revealing Timber Valley again, Devon and I stare at each other, and I cup his face, pressing our foreheads together just like he loves to do so often.

“I can’t wait to grow old and grey with you.”

Even at this close proximity, I can see the huge smile that lights his whole face.

“I fucking love you, Jax.”

“I love you too, Dev.”

Devon -Part 5

After helping Jaxcen up off my knee, we both accept congratulations from everyone, on our engagement and the news that our little bundle growing inside Jaxcen is a girl.

When the celebration dies down and the sun starts to set, bringing with it a cool breeze that reminds us that winter is still here, I take my fiancé’s hand and lead her away, towards the chapel.

“Are we really doing confession tonight?” Jaxcen giggles, and I shoot her a smirk.

“Not tonight. I have a different gift for the mother of my child.”

For the last six months, my men have been building a house next to the chapel. It’s a four bedroom double story home, and all of this time, Jaxcen has thought it is to house newcomers since the town’s houses are basically full up.

While that’s true, and my men have started on some smaller cottages further up the mountain, this one is our new home. Fit for a family of five or more if needed. I’m not sure I’ll ever tire of putting a baby in her belly, so we may need to extend it one day.

Confused, Jaxcen frowns, which deepens as I lead her to the path of the new house.

When she turns her confused gaze to me, I dangle the keys between us.

“Our new home, little mouse.”

“What? But I thought…”

Fuck, she’sadorable. Her puckered brows. Those plump lips as she nibbles on them, trying to put two and two together.

“You thought this was for new rescues, yes I know.” I grin. “I lied.”

She gapes at me and then slaps my shoulder.

“No more lies, or I’ll… I’ll…”

“You’ll what?” I smirk.

“I’ll have surgery to get my pussy sealed shut so you can’t knock me up again.”

Fuck. She plays a hard fucking game because now I’m the one gaping.

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Wouldn’t I?” she challenges, and fuck, that’s not a challenge I’m willing to accept.

Her smirk is utterly evil, having learned from the master, after all.

“Fine. No more lies. Now get your sexy arse inside our new home. I want to christen every fucking room tonight.”

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