“They’re gonna get water all over the floor,” she complains, but she still wraps her legs around me as I lift her up.
“And you know I’m going to clean it up, so hush.” She smiles at me as she brushes snow out of my beard.
“How are you still so perfect?”
“Because I’m selfish.” I shrug, and she looks at me in confusion. “I love this life we’ve built, and I don’t want a single thing about it to change. I’m selfish because I want to keep you all to myself, and if that means being perfect, then so be it. Well, I guess whatever version of perfection you want. That’s what I’m going to do because I won’t risk what we’ve made.”
“That might be the most romantic thing you’ve ever said to me, Connor Thompson.”
“Does that mean I get to plow you in the snow?”
She giggles and rolls her eyes, but I see the flush in her cheeks. I might not get to bend her over this tree trunk next to me right this second, but I’ll have my cock in her again before the day is done.
“You’re shameless.”
“Kiss me,” I demand, and her lips meet mine before I can finish the sentence.
Her tongue sweeps over mine, and it’s so hot that I might just take her to the ground in spite of the cold.
“I love you,” she whispers against my mouth.
“I love you too, little duck.” I hold her close to me and kiss her once more before the kids come out shouting for their cocoa.
“The sooner we get them hot chocolate, the sooner we can leave them at Aunt Natalie’s house for the night.”
When I take off running toward the house, she laughs so loud it echoes through the trees. That’s the beauty of our mountain up here. The love we have grows all around us, and there’s no place I’d rather be.
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THE END!