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"Of course there is. It's under the tree." Her brows lifted. "I'm surprised you did not see it when you put your gifts there."
He gave her a sheepish look. "Busted."
"Hmm. I told you no gifts."
"I did not listen."
"What did you get me?"
"You're going to have to wait like a good little girl to find out."
Her brows arched and a slow seductive smile curved her lips. "Bet I can get it out of you in under two seconds."
"Bet you can." He nodded sagely. "With your womanly wiles and that amazing power you have over me. But I'm guessing that you're the kind of woman who always plays fair."
He had that patient steady look on his rumpled attractive face that had her rolling her eyes.
"Well played."
"I thought so." A grin broke over his face as he hauled her on top of him. "Now it's time to claim my reward."
"I have to point out that I have not received my gifts yet."
"I can guarantee you're going to love them."
"Them as in plural?" She placed a hand over his mouth before he could claim hers.
"Hmm." Brushing the hand aside, he wrapped his fingers around the strands of her hair and brought her head down. "I just could not resist. Now be quiet and let me claim my reward."
She had no choice, but to acquiesce.
*****
Her eyes flickered open as the sun's weak light flickered through the drapes and bathed the room, taking away the shadows. She woke to find him already dressed, the shirt untucked and his hair damp and untidy.
"You're leaving." She could not help the pang of acute disappointment running through her.
Brushing back the hair off her forehead, he nodded. "As much as I hate to do so. Go back to sleep."
"As if I could. Did you make coffee?"
"I did. One of the gifts I bought was a basket of food. From the party last night. So, you don't have to cook."
Her heart turned over and her throat clogged. "Gunning for the boyfriend of the year award?" She sat up and went into his arms.
"More like boyfriend of the century." He framed her face between his hands. "You don't want to come to my place, so I figured I would make sure you have something to eat and won't have to cook."
"I wasn't planning to." She looped her hands around his neck. "IHOP delivers."
"Now you don't have to go that route." He kissed her and could not keep it light. Not while she was naked and sexily rumpled right here in his arms.
"I'll miss you. Miss me back, will you?" he murmured roughly.
"Oh, absolutely." She leaned her forehead on his and took a deep breath. "And I'm keeping you from that beautiful child. Merry Christmas darling."
"Won't be the same without you." He kissed her again before setting her aside. "Promise me that you'll not allow anything to spoil it."
"I promise." She had told him of the conversation with her mother. "Now go, before I find a way to hold you here."
