Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 22967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“Everything okay in here?” Mom asks when we walk in and see August and Brandon talking at the table.
“It will be,” Brandon says as he gets up and puts a hand on August’s shoulder.
I feel like crying, I’m so happy.
It might be awkward for a while, but it seems that Mom and Brandon are open to the idea.
“Merry Christmas,” Brandon says as he comes over for a hug. “For what it’s worth, I think you two would be great together,” he whispers in my ear.
“Thank you, Brandon,” I whisper back. “Thank you for making my mom so happy. I’m glad you two found each other.”
He looks touched as we pull away.
“Let’s open up some presents!” Mom says as she heads for the tree.
August stands up and walks over, looking deliciously sexy in his striped pajamas.
“Merry Christmas, Harmony,” he whispers as he gives me a soft kiss on the cheek.
My whole body shivers.
“Merry Christmas, August,” I whisper back.
I hope it’s one of many together, only next year, I hope we’re waking up in the same bed.
“Who wants a present?” Mom says as she picks one up.
I slide my hand into August’s and smile.
I don’t need any presents this Christmas.
I have my soulmate.
And that’s all I need.
Epilogue
Harmony
One Year Later…
“You look nervous,” August says as he carries up the folding chairs and finds me stress-eating in the kitchen. I’m shoveling crackers into my mouth by the handful.
“You think?” I say as he leans the chairs against the wall and comes over.
“It’s Christmas,” he says with a warm smile.
“Exactly,” I say as my heart pounds. “All four of our parents are coming over with their spouses. I forgot to get my dad’s girlfriend a gift and the baby will be awake any minute and I’m not sure if this damn turkey is cooking or if it’s going to be raw in the middle when you slice it up!”
August wraps his big comforting arms around me and pulls me into his chest. My whole body goes slack as I melt into his embrace. I breathe in the wonderful smell of his cologne as he holds me tight.
I already feel better. I always do when I’m in August’s arms. He makes me feel like I can take on anything. Like I can conquer the world.
“I have a present that I forgot to give you,” he says as he cups my cheeks and looks into my eyes.
“Another one?” He already spoiled me rotten this morning.
“It’s a bottle of perfume,” he says with a smile. “I thought it would smell delicious on you, but we can give it to your dad’s girlfriend and I’ll buy you another one this week as soon as the stores open.”
“Really?” I ask, perking up. “It’s not called something sexual like Juicy Peach is it?”
“Juicy Peach?” he says with a chuckle. “No, it has a very respectable name.”
“Thank you,” I say, feeling better already.
“And as for our little one,” August continues. “I’ll set her up with her new presents when she wakes up. That should distract her for at least ten minutes.”
I laugh. “I think you’re a little too positive with that one.”
“And the turkey will be fine,” he says. “We defrosted it and followed the recipe exactly.”
“And if it isn’t?”
“It will be.”
“But if it isn’t?”
“Then, we’ll have frozen fish sticks.”
“For Christmas dinner?”
“I’ll put a candy cane on the side.”
I laugh. He holds me a little tighter.
“It’s Christmas, baby,” he whispers as he starts kissing my neck. “We have everything we need right here. Try to enjoy the day.”
The stress disappears as I focus on his soft lips making their way down my tingling skin.
“Oh, August…” I moan. “We don’t have time for this…”
His hands are all over me. I’m moaning and rolling my hips to his touch.
I can’t…
But it feels so good…
“Speaking of candy canes,” he groans as he presses his hard cock against my thigh. “I have a long one for you.”
“Is it tasty?” I ask with a grin.
He grabs a fistful of my hair and playfully tugs my head back. “Get on your knees and find out.”
We do not have time for this, but I can’t say no.
There’s something about August, he always gets his way.
Before I know it, I’m bent over the kitchen counter getting railed from behind.
A little Christmas quickie.
It sets us back, but I don’t regret it. It keeps me nice and relaxed for the rest of the day.
Or maybe that’s the bottle of wine I’ve been drinking since the guests arrived.
I haven’t only been stressed about the dinner, but I’m also nervous about our parents mingling.
We’ve never been all together before—my mom and Brandon, my father and his girlfriend Mindy, and August’s mother and her new husband Mitch.
It goes better than I could have possibly imagined.
They all fawn over our beautiful baby girl. Casey is dressed up in a red Christmas dress with shiny black shoes. None of the adults can get over her and they shower her with presents.