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the lights from my hand and pulls them around to his side of the tree.
    “For as much as I miss them, I’m not sure excited is the right word to use. Do you have any idea how hard it was to convince them to not bring Fiona with them?”
    “Fiona?” Jacob murmurs as he climbs under the tree to plug in the lights.
    “The latest addition to their marriage. Remember I told you about her? Apparently my dad brought her into the marriage and my mother decided to share as well. So, yeah. Basically they are branching out into threesomes now. I swear I’ll never understand those two.”
    “Why didn’t you want her to come? What if she’s going to be all alone at Christmas?” He looks up at me from under the tree.
    “Don’t give me that shit, Jacob. I already made sure she had somewhere else to go before I put my foot down. Could you imagine all three of them meeting your family on Christmas? No. Not going to happen. There’s no way I could stand trying to explain that one to Grace and Candace.”
    “Look, Sunshine. Just because she’d be with them doesn’t mean they would have had to sleep in the same room. Maybe your issues with the whole open marriage thing are clouding your judgment on this one.” He stands up and puts his hands on my shoulders.
    I huff and refrain from decking him. Of course he ’s right. But that doesn’t mean I’m changing my mind. For years growing up, I felt like my parents’ play friends were more important than me. The fact that they agreed not to bring Fiona, means the world to me. Whatever floats their boat is fine. I just don’t want it shoved down my throat any longer. A lifetime of it has been enough.
    “Can we change the subject please?” I plead with him. I don’t want to fight while wrapped up in Christmas cheer.
    “Sure. How did your last day before vacation go?” Jacob thankfully changes the subject.
    “Great actually. Oh! Wait until you see the ornament Jerome got me!” I race over to my bag and dig out the box.
    “Jerome?” Jacob asks as he reaches down and starts grabbing ornaments out of the plastic containers I store them in.
    “Yeah, look.” I hold it out and he spins the bulb looking at it.
    “Wow. The girl looks just like you.”
    “You think?” I ask, spinning it back around to look at the dancer. “Huh. I guess she does. That’s so cool!”
    Jacob laughs and shakes his head. “You’re a nut.”
    “Takes one to know one,” I zing back lamely.
    Once all the ornaments are all hung on the tree, I hand the Belleek Irish porcelain star to Jacob to set on top of the tree. I told you I liked Irish stuff. He reaches up and gently sets it on top. When he stands back to admire the tree, he wraps his arm around my shoulder and I lean my head on his chest.
    Turning in his embrace, I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down for a sensual ki ss. I step back and reach for the hem of my sweater, pulling it over my head.
    Jacob ’s eyes glaze over and the corners of his mouth tip up slightly.
    “Want to have some fun under the Christmas tree?” I ask while tracing my finger over the edges of my pink, lace bra.
    His growl is the only answer I get before he tackles me to the ground and proceeds to make love to me slowly and sweetly while the lights twinkle around us.
     
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    “Thanks for going shopping with me today,” Sophie says as she rubs a hand over her swollen belly.
    “It was nothing. I’m not sure you could have managed on your own,” I joke even though I had my concerns numerous times throughout the day.
    “I know,” she chuckles softly. “This baby is sucking the life out of me. I can’t wait for my due date next week.”
    Truth be told, I can ’t wait for her due date either. I’m longing to get my hands on her and Brad’s baby. There is no way in hell he won’t be the cutest little thing ever given their genetics. I haven’t told Jacob, but I think my biological clock is starting to tick. It physically hurts to see little babies