Page 11 of Christmas Replay (Majestic Falls: Christmas Spice #4)

Cliff

Easter—A Few Months Later

A soft groan of pleasure escaped me as I spooned closer to Alissa, my nose pressing into the back of her neck and inhaling vanilla and the ever present scent of fresh-brewed coffee. She called it the bane of her existence. I called it nirvana.

“Why are you awake?” she whispered. “It’s our day to sleep in.”

“Mmm…nope,” I corrected. “Remember? We’re going to the sunrise breakfast at the Hollister’s? We have reservations.”

“Oh. Right,” she mumbled into the pillows. “Past me thought it was a good idea and she’s stupid. Present-day me had her boyfriend keep her up way too late last night.”

“Are you complaining?” I asked, my erection nudging her and reminding her what we’d been up to—as if she could forget.

“Nope. Okay, fine,” she said, stretching and managing to wiggled from my embrace. “How long do we have until we need to leave?”

“Half hour.” We were in town at her apartment that overlooked Lake Majestic Falls.

Sort of. Her unit was kitty corner to the lake, so we could see it if we faced that way on the balcony.

Soon, however, we’d be moving to the apartment above my office, which happened to be right next door to her coffeeshop.

The living space was being remodeled, but once it was, it would be perfect for when we were in town.

When the weather was good, we still went up to our house as often as possible.

“Okay. I’ll be ready in fifteen,” she said, heading into the bathroom. I gave her enough time to do her morning business and turn on the shower before following her inside.

“Getting ready will take longer than fifteen minutes if you shower with me,” she said, looking over her shoulder.

“Hollister’s is only five minutes from here—if I drive slow,” I said, dragging her naked body against me.

She turned, wrapping her arms around my shoulders. Her head tilted back and I pressed my mouth over hers, sinking into the kiss. This woman was the love of my life and I was so lucky to have her.

“I was thinking,” I breathed, resting my forehead to hers.

“Uh-oh. Danger, Will Robinson!”

“Smartass.”

“You like my ass.”

“I love your ass. But, I was thinking…my parents are going to be here next month—”

She pulled gently on the hair in the center of my chest. “Really? We’re naked and you’re talking about Mom and Dad?”

I loved that my parents wanted her to call them that and she’d agreed, crying about it later because she’d been so touched to have my family claim her as theirs.

“Let’s get married while they’re here.”

She froze and stared up at me.

“We can plan a big party with our friends, but we can just head over to city hall with the parents—”

“Yes!” she exclaimed and jumped into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist. My cock flexed against her center, taking the cue, but I held back.

“Yes,” I echoed. “I love you, Alissa.”

“I love you.” She pulled my mouth down to hers, and I pressed her to the wall, making her mine once again. For now and for always.