Fairy Tales and Cappuccinos (Everyday Love #1) - Taylor Rylan Page 0,74

between mine and gave it a gentle nip with my teeth. Sawyer moaned and pulled his hand free, then ran both of them up my chest before he wrapped them around my neck and up into the hair on the back of my head.

“Hudson?” Sawyer whispered next to my ear.

“Hmm?”

“You have one more present to open, but with all of the glitter around the tree, let’s skip opening it under the tree.”

I was too busy kissing down his neck and trying to get his pants undone to understand what he was saying at first. Then my brain caught up, and I looked at Sawyer.

He smiled as he stood up and undid his jeans, pushing them down his thighs. That was when I saw his underwear. They were green and red striped with a giant bow right in the front. Oh fuck yeah.

I got up, grabbing Sawyer in the process, him falling over my shoulder as I stood all the way up and carried him down the hallway to the bedroom.

Sawyer laughed as I rushed us to the bedroom. It was certainly a merry Christmas, and I wondered what next year would bring. For now, I was more than happy to explore things day by day with Sawyer and the newfound family that came with him.

Epilogue

Hudson

Next Christmas

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“What the hell are you wearing?” I knew what it looked like he was wearing but there was absolutely no way Sawyer was wearing a shirt that had a bunch of dicks with little santa hats on…well, their heads. Sawyer looked down at his shirt and then gave me a devious smirk.

“It’s my ugly sweater for this year’s contest.”

I groaned because there was no way it was that night again already. “All right. Give it to me. What atrocity that Chris is going to force upon me this year.”

Sawyer held up a finger and disappeared into the bedroom. He came back out with another sweatshirt and held it out to me. I hesitantly took it and wished I hadn’t when I opened it and saw what was on it.

“No. No way.”

“What?” Sawyer asked. “It’s not as bad as mine. You don’t have ten dick wearing santa hats.”

“No. Just a…one…two…” I quickly counted them. “Just nine. On a Christmas tree!”

“True. But Ford has a bag full of dicks on his. At least you’re not wearing that.”

I sighed. “What’s Chris’s shirt look like? And these aren’t sweaters. Will they even count?” I asked as I pulled off my sweater and put on the offensive sweatshirt. The things I did for Sawyer and his best friend.

“Chris’s has a dozen different dicks inside presents of some sort. And sweaters weren’t a requirement this year. Dr. Harris simply said try to shock me.”

Dr. Harris obviously hadn’t realized the other side of one of his nurses because Chris definitely had the ability to shock anyone. Myself included and I’d spent many hours with the man in the last year.

“Okay, fine. So we go, we shock everyone, then what? What does he win this year? And what do we get out of it?”

Sawyer sauntered over to me and ran a finger down the front of the horrible sweatshirt I was now wearing. “Well, win or lose, you’re going to get ridden tonight for as long as you can handle,” Sawyer said as his hand continued downward and when he cupped my groin, I moaned and closed my eyes when he squeezed lightly.

“That sounds like a win for me.” I said. Sawyer moved in and started gently kissing my neck, causing me to drop my head backward, giving him more room because I wasn’t stupid. I was going to let my guy do whatever he wanted to with me.

“Good. Then you might be interested in knowing that Chris has agreed to help me move this weekend. And he’s talked Ford into helping as well.”

That caught my attention and I looked at Sawyer. “Move? Where…” I couldn’t help it. I was worried. It had been a year and I still thought that at some point the rug was going to get pulled out from under me. “Where are you moving to?” I asked quietly.

Sawyer wrapped his arms around my waist and gave me a tight squeeze. “Well you see. There’s this guy I’m crazy in love with…” Sawyer smiled shyly at me.

“Yeah?”

“Yep. And he’s been hinting about me moving in with him for a couple of months now. And I thought…what the hell. I’m already practically living with him as it is.”