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headlock, raking his knuckles over his
    friend’s scalp. Not wanting to hurt the baby, Felix didn’t fight back.
    “Ow fucker! No fair, you’re totally playing the pregnant card to avoid getting your scrawny ass kicked,”
    Felix yelled.
    “Damn right, bitch. Now spill!” Sebastian said, tightening his grip.
    “Fine! I think Claybourne is sick of me and doesn’t care if I’m there or not,” Felix yelled.
    Sebastian released Felix and stepped back. “That’s not true. That man loves you to pieces,” Sebastian
    protested.
    “He forgot me. Today he forgot I was even in the car with him. He went into the house, locked the door,
    changed into his pajamas and went to sleep,” Felix mumbled.
    “I am so going to kick his ass,” Sebastian growled.
    “Kitten, are you okay?” Liam asked, opening the front door concernedly.
    “I’m fine, hun. Be right in.” Sebastian smiled up at his mate. Liam looked at Sebastian a second longer
    and then dubiously shut the door.
    “Seriously though, do I need to beat some sense into him?” Sebastian asked. Felix wiped at his eyes. He
    should have known his best friend would be on his side.
    “No, I need to do this for myself. Thanks for the offer though, Shamu,” Felix joked.
    “Har har. Just wait until it’s your turn. This shit is not fun. I don’t know how normal human women do
    this. Rebecca is a damn goddess in my opinion.” Sebastian grunted.
    “Let’s get my mate remembering I exist before we plan babies, okay?” Felix rubbed Sebastian’s belly.
    “I am not a Buddha statue, stop it.” Sebastian batted Felix’s hand away.
    “Okay hun, I gotta go blow his mind with Christmas decorations, then blow him, before I allow him to
    blow me.” Felix wagged his eyebrows.
    “Onward, horny soldier!” Sebastian gave a salute.
    “Love ya.” Felix called, getting into the car.
    “Love ya back. Oh and Felix,” Sebastian yelled. Felix stood back up next to the car.
    “Yeah?”
    “Merry Christmas.”
    “Merry Christmas to you too.” Felix got in the car and waved as he drove off.

    * * * *

    Felix was just putting the finishing touches on the tree when he heard his mate behind him.
    “What in the hell is all of this?” Claybourne demanded.
    “It’s Christmas decorations. I couldn’t sleep and realized we didn’t even have a tree, so I went out to get
    one. Of course the stores are picked clean, it’s a good thing that Rian had too much in his effort to
    overthrow Martha Stewart.” Felix put the empty ornament box on the coffee table.
    He had put up a pre-lit Christmas tree, a garland on the fireplace, and all kinds of Christmas knick-
    knacks around the room. He had even found two stockings at the grocery store that were perfect for them.
    One had a stethoscope around it, the other a thermometer.
    He decided that pie was beyond him, but he got a tube of Pillsbury cinnamon rolls and they made the
    house smell heavenly. There was even eggnog waiting for him later in the fridge.
    “Take it down. Take it all down.” Claybourne’s fists shook beside his body.
    “What?” Felix whispered.
    “Take it down! It’s gaudy and tacky and, and messy!” Claybourne exploded.
    “No! Do you know how hard I have worked to make this special for us? It’s our first Christmas
    together, we should celebrate,” Felix protested, feeling a ball of ice form in his stomach.
    “Did you ever stop to think about what I would want? The tree and the garland are littering needles all
    over the place. The little snowman is just clutter that I’ll have to move to clean since you don’t feel like you
    have to. You just created more work for me!” Claybourne ground out from between his clenched teeth.
    “What? What!” Felix couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He couldn’t stop the wave of nausea that
    crept up the back of his throat. Pushing past his mate, he ran to the guest bathroom and locked the door. He
    had just enough time to raise the lid and his stomach emptied all