Page 30 of Silent Night

“I haven’t been the same since you walked into my life, and I don’t want to start now.” Her hands drop to my waist and she begins unzipping me, reaching her hand in for my cock. After a few strokes, I’m hard, and she shifts her panties to the side to open herself up for me. “You stole Christmas that night. You stoleme. Now, you’ll have to keep me.”

“I can think of no better path forward. I plan on spending every holiday spoiling you. Making you as greedy as every other asshole out there because I get it now. People are spoiled when they have something to be indulgent for.” I reach down for the heart-shaped pink box and rest it on the bed beside her, smiling crookedly. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Hayley.

She stares at the box, emotion filling her eyes as she faces me again, holding my cheek. “I plan on giving you Christmases—andbirthdays—worth coming home for, Saint. You’ll never be walking the streets alone. We’ll get a tree, and I’ll teach you how to bake sugar cookies, and we’ll pack our place with all the silly, bright holiday decorations. We’ll have birthday cake and presents to celebrate both holidays.”

Our place.She truly has no idea how much she’s giving me with that promise. I’ll never be stalking affluent neighbourhoods again, jealous of their holiday cheer because I have mine right here with me.

I sweep her beneath me, covering her with my body.

“Ho, Ho, Ho, and to quote my idol, the Grinch: I’m all toasty inside. I love you, Hayley.”

“My thief in the night, I love you too. But it’s been too long. Fuck me, Saint.”

So I do, proving to her, I’m no saint.