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his sweat-slicked skin slides over mine.

“I love you,” I say, wrapping my arms around him.

“Love you too.” He kisses me, and I feel his cock twitch with the aftereffects of his orgasm. He’s still rock-hard, and I realize Angus is nowhere near done. Neither am I, but I have a feeling we’ll never be.

Who knew taking a job as an erotic dancer would have been the best decision of my life?

Epilogue

Bambi

Two years later…

I stand in the living room, watching the snow come down. The Christmas lights outside illuminate the big flakes fluttering to the ground.

“He’s out,” Angus says, coming up behind me and wrapping an arm around me, resting his hand on my new baby bump. I swear it popped out overnight. Angus is loving it.

Tomorrow is Christmas. The whole family will be here to celebrate with us. We’ll get to tell them we’re having a little girl this time. It’s been hard to keep my mouth shut. Angus’s mom and I have become close. She’s everything a mom should be. If she pushed one more time, I would have cracked.

“You made it snow.” I turn in my husband's arms. “This feels like a real Christmas.” My eyes start to sting with tears. I didn’t know I could be this happy. Heck, I didn’t know I could be this loved either. Love without strings attached.

“Baby…” Angus’s hands come to my face, tilting my head back to look up at him.

“Happy tears.” I blink, trying to clear them. “It’s just crazy how I’ve gone from no family to now having the best one anyone could ever have.” This husband of mine has saved me in so many ways. “You’ve given me the world. I’m not sure how I’ll ever make that up to you.”

“You gave me my son. Hell, you gave me you. There isn't anything else I want more in the world than this—my wife and kids at home in this cabin. You made my dreams come true too.”

I pull him down for a kiss, my eyes falling closed. Nothing about Angus ever gets old. I could kiss him for hours and still want more. He breaks the kiss, lifting me off my feet.

“We have plans,” he reminds me, carrying me over to the kitchen where he sets me down on the counter. I watch as he makes me a hot chocolate.

“You still have to bring the presents out,” I remind him, looking over at the tree. Little A is crawling around like a wild man, so we haven't put anything under the tree yet. He would have been all over it.

My chest fills with warmth, my hand going to my stomach. I still can’t get over how much Little A looks like his daddy. He even came out huge. I pushed for five hours before they had to go in and get him.

With all Angus and I have been though, that was the only time I’ve ever seen fear on his face. His mom was able to talk him down quickly. C-sections aren’t that uncommon. I was tiny compared to Angus. Then he went and put a giant baby inside of me. I wasn't shocked when he came out ten pounds.

“I’ll get them.” He brings me over my mug. “I still have to set up the train, but I promised you a Christmas movie and a foot rub.”

I moan thinking about the foot rub already. “Have I told you that you’re the most wonderful husband?”

“Having a wife like you makes it easy.” He takes the mug from my hand, helping me off the counter. “Go sit on the sofa.” He smacks my ass as I go. I drop down on the sofa, and he brings me over my hot chocolate and some cookies. He brings out the presents and starts putting them under the tree. The lights on the tree sparkle, and the light from the fire only illuminates them even more.

“Baby.” Angus gives me a look.

“They’re happy tears, I swear.” He shakes his head. “It’s your fault. You know I’m a crier when I’m knocked up, and you went and did it again.” He walks over to the sofa, sitting down next to me before pulling me into his lap. I shift around so I can straddle him. “I think about all these small traditions we’re making. It’s so different from when I was a kid.” He wipes a tear from my cheek before kissing it.

“I told you that day you said you’d marry me that I'd give