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“There’s something in the way you say that which makes me… um…” His eyes lowered down to his waist. My eyes followed down his chest, then his happy trail, and finally stopped on his hard cock.

I swallowed hard and squeezed my thighs together.

“Round two, Doctor Holiday?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

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The next few days were filled with laughter, kisses, dates, and great sex. I now looked forward to going to work because I knew at the end of the day Jacob would be there. Throughout the day, he texted me sweet messages. Sometimes his messages were naughty, but I welcomed them all the same.

I felt like a rejuvenated woman. My patients even noticed the change in me. They said I was glowing with love. My love for Jacob was definitely in my heart, but I hadn’t told him that. It was too soon. I didn’t want to spook him and ruin the good thing we had.

Christmas was coming soon. Jacob mentioned several times in conversations about how he hated the holiday. He reminded me of a modern-day, sexyGrinch.He’d find himself ranting about Christmas and then apologize because he knew it was my favorite holiday.

I couldn’t be mad at him. If I grew up the way he did, I’d probably hate Christmas too.

Even though I knew he hated Christmas, I still wanted to get him something. I’d be taking a risk. A huge one. However, he couldn’t have a Christmas without a gift and knowing that someone cared about him.

“Three days until Christmas and I don’t have a clue what to get the man,” I sighed into the phone.

“Why don’t you get him a watch or something?” My cousin, Jennifer, replied.

Usually, I wouldn’t have called her because she has six kids and she worked all the time. The woman deserved to have downtime.

“Isn’t a watch a last resort present?” I asked, leaning back in my recliner.

“True,” she sighed. “What about tickets to some concert?”

“He isn’t big on concerts.”

“Um… weird, but okay.” Her tone made me smile. “What about tickets to a football game or something?”

“I could do that.” I hadn’t thought of sports tickets. “But I don’t know his favorite team.”

I wished I had paid closer attention to the picture he had hanging on his wall.

“Oh, geez, Love. You are killing me here,” she laughed. “Buy a sexy Mrs. Claus lingerie outfit. Show up to his place and ho-ho-ho Merry Christmas.”

Part of me wanted to laugh. The other part of me thinks Jennifer is brilliant.

“You’re a goddess. Text me later?”

“Go slut it up,” she teased. “I’ll text you tomorrow.”

She up without a goodbye. Jennifer doesn’t like goodbyes. She says they mean we won’t see each other again. Instead, she’s rude and hangs up on you making you never want to see her again.

“Rude ass,” I laughed and placed my phone on my coffee table. I grabbed my laptop from beside me. “Time to do some shopping.”

CHAPTER ELEVEN

The ringing of my doorbell wakes me from a peaceful slumber. I glanced at the clock.5:00 AM.It’s Saturday. Why the hell would anyone be at my door this early in the morning?

With a groan, I pushed out of bed and made my way to the door. I glanced through the peephole and my eyebrow rose. I opened the door.

“Hey, beautiful,” Jacob said with a bright smile. He is dressed in a thick winter coat and jeans.

“Um… hey,” I said sleepily. “Everything okay?”

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