I put a lot of thought into my other Christmas gifts for Killiana picture Malory took of us, a heavy-duty silver chain necklace with script metal work saying, "Mine," and a soft wool lap blanket for his feet when he kicked back and watched television. I knew I would use it, too, because he still liked keeping me nearly or completely naked when I cuddled up with him. It was hard to buy for Killian because he had everything, but I was very proud of my choices.
Killian bought me a brand-new silver Mustang convertible.
"But, Killian, you don't even drive a sports car," I said in stunned disbelief.
"I do now, baby."
My hands were shaking as I walked around the polished exterior. "Am I leaving it here at your house?"
"I hope not. I want you to drive it when you need it."
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