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Page 52 of Fated Midlife Christmas

“It sure does. You know, I was thinking.” Amanda settled in, warm and snug, despite the chilling cold outside. “We should make plans for when we’ll come back.”

He chuckled. “You haven’t even gone back home yet, and you’re already planning our next visit?”

“It’s nice here, and I like your family.” Amanda rolled over and propped herself up on her elbows so she could look down into his face. “And whether you think of it this way or not, you made a big sacrifice to stay in Salem with me. I don’t want you to miss out on anything. We could come back a couple of times a year.”

Lars smiled as he reached up and brushed her hair back from her face. “I’d like that. I’m lucky to have a mate as special as you.”

She kissed him and then cuddled back in against his chest. “And here I thought I was the lucky one.”

His hands began roving over her body. “We can debate it all night if you want to.”

She raised her brows as he trailed kisses down her neck. “I’ve got the time.”

THE END