Page 49 of Dare To Kiss You
Kat climbs out of bed and struts around to my side of the bed, standing between my legs in all her perfect naked glory. “These plans better be amazing if you’re giving up sex for them. But I thought today was all about disconnecting from the outside world? What plans did you make?”
My hands lift up to cup her perfect tits that just happen to be at eye level. “It’s really hard to remember when I’m staring at what I love most in the world.”
“You love my boobs the most in the world?”
I nod sagely. “Yup.” I look up at her with a grin. “They’re very important to me.”
She steps back and my hands fall.
“What about the rest of me?” she asks saucily. I tilt my head to the side, pretending to consider her question.
“I mean, I guess I love all of you, but those tits.” I lick my lips. “Mmm.”
Kat rolls her eyes, but I see her smile. “You’re ridiculous.”
“But you love me.” Shit, does it feel good to say that with total confidence. Because I don’t doubt for a second that Kat loves me.
“I do.” She steps forward again, leans down, and presses a far too brief kiss to my upturned lips. “Do these plans of yours at least allow for me to have a shower and some coffee?”
I rise off the bed, grabbing Kat by the waist and tossing her over my shoulder, grinning at her shriek of laughter when I turn my head and bite her ass gently as I walk to her bathroom. “We better shower together to save time."
Showering together didn’t save time. In fact, we’ve only just managed to get dressed, and I’m chasing a giggling Kat down the hall to the kitchen when there’s a knock at her door.
“I got the door,” I call out, pivoting to head to the door. “You start the coffee.”
I open the front door to a grinning Mila and her husband Jackson, who’s hovering behind her. She’s holding a box in front of her.
“Hey guys,” I say, stepping out into the cold and pulling the door mostly shut behind me. “You got the goods?”
“Yup. Has she guessed anything?”
I shake my head, my smile covering my face. Jackson steps forward and puts a large bag on the porch. “Everything you’ll need for the first week is in there.”
“Awesome. Thanks for dropping it off.” I take the box from Mila, resisting the urge to peek inside. “Merry Christmas.”
Mila and Jackson each give me a wave, then turn to make their way back to Jackson’s truck. I bend down, balancing the box in one arm, and grabbing the bag in the other before nudging the front door open. Setting the bag down just inside, I close the door, lock it, and make my way to the kitchen.
“Who was it?” Kat asks, her back to me as she does something by the kitchen sink. I quickly put the box down on the kitchen table, open it, and lift out what’s inside just as she turns to face me. Her eyes go immediately to the bundle of dark grey fur in my arms.
“Hunter,” she says breathlessly, “Why are you holding a kitten?”
“Merry Christmas, Kitty Kat.”
“What?” the love of my life asks, finally lifting her gaze to meet mine. Unshed tears are shining in her eyes. “Is this…”
I simply nod before placing the adorable fuzzball in Kat’s open hands. When we went together the other day to volunteer at the animal shelter for a few hours, Kat fell in love with the abandoned kitten that was waiting for a new home. I knew right then, I had to do this. Thankfully, Mila was a willing accomplice. Just like everyone else in town, she accepted Kat and I being together without question.
“Yep. I couldn’t leave Princess Sparkles all alone in the shelter over Christmas, now, could I? Besides. You’re the perfect cat-mom for this little girl. She might’ve had a rough start to life, but I know better than anyone that Kat Donnelly can make anyone stronger and better than ever.”
Kat’s eyes are dancing as she lightly slaps my arm. “That isnother name. Her name is Gigi.”
My shoulders lift in a shrug as my lips quirk up. “Fine, Gigi.” I couldn’t care less about the kitten’s name, not when Kat looks so damn happy.
“Hunter,” Kat murmurs as she nuzzles the kitten. “I love her. Thank you.” She reaches one arm out to cup my head behind my neck, pulling me in close. “And I love you.” Our lips meet in a sweet kiss, one that I don’t want to end, but there’s more I need to say.
“Kat, I was lovestruck the second I laid eyes on you. This might sound crazy and like I’m moving way too fast. But I don’t care. I want forever with you, and someday soon, it won’t be a kitten I’m giving you as a gift, it’ll be a diamond ring.”
Careful not to crush the tiny kitten purring between our bodies, I kiss her again. When tiny claws dig into my skin, we part. Kat readjusts Gigi, lifting her up to press a kiss to her tiny pink nose before setting her down on the ground. With both of her arms free, she wraps them around my waist and pulls me in close before staring up at me with love shining from her eyes.
