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were kind of friends. I’d suggested arranging a meeting between Joe Montana and my father some time, and Tony decided that would be a good Christmas gift for next year.

The next morning, we got up early and were on the jet by seven-thirty. The plane trip to Rome was about twelve hours, but on a private jet that felt more like a hotel room, the trip was a breeze. I was worried that I was becoming too comfortable with this ultra-rich way of living. I didn’t want to become one of those people that thought anything they wanted was within reach, even if it was. That was not who I had always been. I decided I would have to find a way to guard myself against that. I didn’t want anyone to treat me any differently.

We arrived in Rome and we headed the penthouse apartment that Tony had rented for the occasion. I wanted to ask him how much money he was spending for this trip, but somehow, I felt it was impolite to ask. We were married now, but this was all money that Tony had earned. I just didn’t want him to think I was being nosy. But I didn’t want him to throw money away in a ridiculous manner either just to pamper me. That wasn’t what I was into. I figured I’d ask him later, or I might just let it ride since this was our honeymoon after all. If we couldn’t go nuts and waste money then, I didn’t know when a good time for it would be.

We got settled into the apartment and I decided to change into some more comfortable clothes. I was sick of wearing what I had on, besides I felt like I needed a shower and a good night’s sleep. But I had to stay up to get adjusted to the jet lag time. It was a brutal truth about flying.

When I came back down into the living room, Tony was standing there with a bottle of champagne opened and he was pouring us each a tall glass. He handed a glass to me. “To the beginning of an amazing life together,” Tony said.

I smiled and we clinked our glasses. He took a big drink and then looked at me curiously. “What’s wrong with yours?”

“Nothing, but I’m not drinking.”

“Why not?”

“I’m not drinking for the next nine months,” I said with a smile, hoping he would pick up on the hint. Tony tried to sound it out.

“Eight months? Why eight months?” he asked. Then his puzzled look turned to surprise. “No way…”

“Yes,” I said.

“You’re pregnant?” he asked.

I nodded. “Yes, I am. I am pregnant six weeks now.”

“What? I… oh, wow… this is amazing. When did you find out?”

“About a week ago,” I said.

“Then why didn’t you tell me?”

I shook my head. “Nope. I wanted this to be a great surprise.”

He ran a hand through his hair as he began to laugh.

“Well, is it a great surprise?” I asked.

“Oh, yes. It is. It’s the best surprise of my life. I… I just can’t believe it baby.”

He took the glass from my hand and sat the champagne down. He stared into my eyes and said, “I love you.”

“I love you,” I replied.

He held me closely and kissed me softly. I felt my toes curling under with his touch. So, this was how good it felt to have everything you ever wanted. If I’d known that, I would have loved to meet Tony Caplan so much sooner. I guessed it took the magic of Christmas to bring us together.

I knew I would never look at Christmas the same way again.

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Excerpt: The Perfect Reunion

Rebecca

December 12th

“Come here, will you?” I purr and wiggle my finger suggestively as the man who I adore more than anything in the world comes towards me. “I want you.”

I love the way that my husband turns me in to a sexual Goddess. I can be so happy and carefree with him, I know that he lusts after me desperately, which makes me feel incredible. As Taylor gets closer to me, I run my hands down my body, surprised to find myself already naked. There is something about him that simply melts my clothing away.

“You need to be naked too,” I growl as I slip my fingers between my legs to massage my own clit. I’m on fire