Book Six: Chapter 212

“Yeah. They undersold the experience.” Beth winked at him as she stacked up her clothes. “I’m just gonna walk of shame my way home, if you don’t mind.”

“Still a place for you here if you want it.” Mike paused. “Whatever bed you want, honestly.”

She knelt down and caressed his face. “Thank you for the offer, but I’m still enjoying my own space. I thought I had it all figured out, but it looks like I’ve got some catching up to do.”

“It’s not a race,” he said.

“Oh, I know. But it doesn’t mean I don’t want to keep pace.” She planted a kiss on his lips, her eyes sparkling. “And Mike?”

“Yeah.”

“Thanks for letting me just be me.” Beth kissed him one more time. “I’ll be back in the morning. Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas, Beth.” He watched her go and let out a sigh. Lying back on the floor, he chuckled as the fairies swarmed his lap, eager to lick him clean. It had been a really good Christmas.

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Through the front window of the liv