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Chapter 4-1
Chapter 4 For a moment or two I stood in the kitchen wondering if I should follow him into the bedroom or wait until I knew he was in the shower. I had visions of Connor naked dancing in my head. The image definitely beat sugar plums. What was wrong with me anyway? I didn’t do relationships, I reminded myself. And there was no way Connor would not be a relationship. He was far too precious for me to screw and cast aside, no matter how sweet and sexy and tempting he was. Maybe the alcohol in the eggnog affected me more than I thought it had. Or maybe it was Christmas. But I flipped off the lights in the kitchen and living room and walked into the bedroom. Connor sat on the edge of the bed. He had managed to get his shoes and socks off, but hadn’t done anything else yet. “Need help?” I
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