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brain supplied him with
a vivid mental movie of pulling those jeans down and bending her over the back
of the sofa. Taking her from behind, one hand clasping the back of a soft
leather boot, the other stroking her clit until she came around him, milking his
cock with her tender flesh.
    “Clarice would you—”
    “Go in and pour yourself some juice.
And mommy, too?” Janette interrupted.
    Clarice nodded. “I get it. Little
pitchers and big ears, right?”
    Janette laughed out loud at her
daughter, caught off guard. “Yeah, that’s pretty much it.” They disappeared
into the kitchen, Charlie fighting a grin though being hurt.
    “I didn't mean to barge in, I…” Her
voice trailed off and he could tell she was mortified to talk where someone
could hear. “I just wanted to see if you had a number for the roof guy.”
    “I can call him,” he said, trying to
keep this voice even.
    “You don’t have to do that, that’s
very nice, but I can do it.” She put her head down, and Charlie could see her
steadying herself. “Thank you, Charlie. Maybe we can talk when…”
    Just then Clarice came barreling in
and Janette was fast on her heels, clearly trying to head the precocious child
off before she reached her destination. Too late.
    “Guess what!” she chirped at Kimber.
    Kimber couldn’t resist and that warmed
Charlie’s heart. He smiled when she grinned, despite her internal turmoil.
“What?” She leaned down to be more face to face with his niece.
    “I am off today and Uncle Charlie is
off today and mommy is off today so…”
    Kimber was nodding, listening, her
eyes darting around wildly, but to her credit she was listening. “So?”
    “We’re getting Uncle Charlie’s
Christmas tree today!” Clarice jumped up and down clapping as little girls are
prone to doing and Charlie grabbed his phone book from the small desk by the
door.
    “That is great! I hope you have lots
of fun,” Kimber said, smiling at Clarice and then Janette. She even smiled
ruefully at Charlie himself.
    “We will! The tree farm has hot cocoa,
fresh warm donuts, and hot cider. Even though I think hot cider would be the
grossest gross thing ever.” Clarice shook her head, her blonde curls swaying.
    Now Kimber laughed for real.
“Actually, it’s really good. I think you should take at least a sip.”
    Clarice cocked her head, chewed her
bottom lip, regarded first Kimber and then her Uncle. “Hmm. I'll think about
it. Deal?” She stuck out a hand and Kimber shook it with great seriousness.
    “Deal.” Kimber smiled.
    “You know you should come with us.”
    “Oh, I—”
    “Clarice—” Charlie started. Actually
he wouldn't mind, but the wild look of worry that overtook Kimber told him the
answer she’d give in advance.
    Janette stepped in and took Clarice’s
hand. “Clarice, haven’t we talked about this kind of thing? You are not allowed
to randomly take over events and run them. Right?”
    “Yes,” Clarice sighed, clearly not
understanding why the hell not.
    “Now say goodbye to Kimber.”
    “Good-bye, Kimber,” Clarice said,
heaving another sigh.
    Kimber smiled, covering her mouth for
a moment. Her eyes flashed to Charlie and his mind told him it would be
perfectly reasonable to put his hands in her hair and kiss her. “Good-bye,
Clarice. Have fun today.”
    “Oh. Don’t worry. We will!” And then
Janette hauled the still chattering five year old out of the room.
    “Oh my god, she is funny,” Kimber
said, looking up. Charlie could see how antsy she was to bolt from him. To just
run away. So he decided to be the guy in the white hat and let her go.
    “Here’s that guy’s card. It's really
not a problem for me to call for you if you’d like.”
    “No, that’s okay! Really. I don’t want
to um…put you out any more. I feel like I’ve made a big enough mess in your
quiet, little life.”
    “My life is anything but quiet,
Kimber,” Charlie said softly.
    “I mean…”
    “There is gingerbread too!”