by Carla Krae
“Hush, vixen, or I withhold your gifts until next Christmas.”
I mimed zipping my lips shut and batted my eyelashes, trying to look innocent. He rolled his eyes and wagged his finger at me. I stepped back in the bedroom and closed the door before he could tickle me into submission.
Keeping our hands off each other in front of my family proved difficult. And frustrating. The normal holiday rituals of Christmas breakfast and Christmas dinner and everything else in between seemed to take forever. And to top it off, Andrew and Darcy apparently shared a tradition with their neighbors of having the whole town stop by to say hello!
Well, it felt like the whole town.
Jacob settled into the routine fairly quickly, though. Ironically, it was me that sat there jittery and looking for the quickest opportunity to pull him into a closet. Couldn’t I get five minutes alone to grope my man? It amused him greatly to see me so frustrated.
That lasted until we were left in the living room alone for a few minutes. He motioned me over to the window seat, out of direct line of sight, and kissed me breathless.
“What was that for?” I asked happily.
“Opportunity. Listen…” He fidgeted with a small box he’d produced from somewhere. “I wanted to give you this. We can exchange the rest at home, but I couldn’t wait.” He handed over the box.
It was light blue, and my eyes widened. “Jacob, this is--”
“Just open it.”
I slid the white ribbon off and removed the lid. Inside was a silver fob with one key on the ring. “A key?”
“My key. Don’t wig out—I’m not asking for anything, I just… I want you to know you’re welcome in my home just as much as before, only--”
I stopped his rambling with my fingers on his lips, and smiled. “I understand. Thank you.”
He let out a relieved breath and drew me into a hug. “Merry Christmas, Beth.”
“Merry Christmas, Jacob. I’m so glad you came.”
I laced my fingers with his and led him into the kitchen where my family was sneaking cookies.
Out of bedrooms, Darcy put Jacob on the couch for the night. Once the others were asleep, I snuck out to the living room and snuggled up to him under the blanket.
“Mmm, my Bethie…”
“Didn’t mean to wake you,” I whispered.
He yawned. “Didn’t. I’m still on Russian time.”
I caressed his face. “Sleep if you want to. I just wanted to be close while you’re here.”
“I love you.” He raised his head up to kiss me.
“Love you, too.”
I laid my head on his chest and slept better than I had in weeks. He would have to leave in the morning, but it was only for a week, and then…well, so starts my life with a rock star.
The End
Author’s note: Thank you so much for reading this book and taking this journey with Jacob and Beth. More info about other books of mine as well as contact information can be found at my site. Reviews are always welcome.
Table of Contents
Part One
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Part Two
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
