actually having a boyfriend and private jokes and experiencing what it was like to want to share her life—and her bed—with someone. She was so used to being alone, she hadn’t been sure how she’d feel spending every night with Quincy, but it had happened so naturally, she couldn’t imagine it any other way.
“Do you ever wish you had more experience? That you’d been with more guys?” Angela asked.
“No. I care about Quincy, and that makes it special.” Roni knew that certain things she and Quincy did weren’t new for him, but he’d told her they felt new because he was doing them for the first time with a clear head and a woman he cared about. “I have to be honest, Ang. I always thought you were making up how much you enjoyed sex.” She headed out of her bedroom and said, “But if it’s half as good as ours, then I know you probably weren’t.”
“I definitely don’t have to embellish. Joey is a sex god. We barely made it into my apartment Friday night after we left the bonfire. Speaking of my sexy-ass fiancé, can you believe he’s got stacks of Christmas gifts already bought and wrapped for his family? I swear he’s Mr. Christmas.”
“I’m sure he has yours bought and hidden away. He spoils you.”
“And I love every second of it. Can you believe Thanksgiving is only four days away? This year went so fast. I’m so glad we have a four-day weekend. I’m planning on enjoying stay-in-bed Friday with my sex god.”
“Isn’t that how you spend every day when you’re both off work?” Roni teased, pacing her living room.
“Usually,” Angela said. “But we’re going to pick out our Christmas tree next weekend, and you know it’ll be up until all the needles fall off.”
Roni was excited to spend Thanksgiving and Christmas with Quincy. “I think it’s fun that Joey loves the holidays so much. Remember the artificial tree Gram had? That thing was so old, it practically fell apart when we cleaned out her apartment.”
“I remember. You wanted to give it a funeral.”
“I did not.” Roni laughed. “I was just sad to get rid of her things.”
“I was only kidding. Do you think you and Quincy will pick out a tree together?”
“I hope so. I’ve never picked one out before. I wonder what he does for Christmas. Knowing him, he probably spends it with Tru and Gemma and the kids, which sounds perfect to me. Oh gosh…I just thought of something. Given the way his mother was, I wonder if he ever celebrated Christmas.” Her chest constricted. “I hope he did. It would be sad if he didn’t.”
“Boy, you two really are made for each other. You both missed out on so much when you were growing up.”
“I know. But I’m going to make this Christmas extra special for him.”
“I thought he was the best man in a wedding on Christmas.”
“He is. Josie and Jed are getting married, but I’ll think of something fantastic just for Quincy. Did I tell you the kids’ leather jackets arrived the other day? They are so stinking cute! We’re saving them for Christmas presents. I can’t wait to see their faces when they open them.”
“You know Lincoln won’t give a hoot about a jacket. He’ll have more fun with the box you wrap it in.”
“I know. Why do you think Gemma and I were whispering at the bonfire? I was asking for more gift suggestions.”
“Of course you were. You’re always one step ahead of me.”
Roni looked out the window and saw Quincy climbing out of his truck. A smile crawled across her face. “Quincy just got here. Thanks for brainstorming with me today. I appreciate it.”
“Anytime. You were my girl before you became Loverboy’s.”
“You’re the best, Ang. I have to run. Have fun shopping with your sex god.”
“Have fun on your kiddie date with your magic peen.”
Roni laughed as she ended the call.
She was so excited to see Quincy, she threw open the door and hurried onto the landing. He took the stairs two at a time, eating up the space between them.
“There’s my beautiful girl.” He reached for her at the same time as she launched herself into his arms. He carried her inside without breaking their kiss, her feet dangling above the ground. When he set her down, he kept her close with his arm around her waist and said, “Mm. Your kisses do me in every damn time. I missed you.”
“I missed you, too. How was work?”
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