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for a tight embrace.
For a while, they stood that way. Lucas's hands moving up and down her back, smoothing her hair. His nearness gave her comfort so overwhelming she wanted to cry. Cara buried her face against his chest and listened to his heart beating loudly against her ears.
"Tell me you're real, love. Tell me you're here with me."
Cara lifted her head to look at him. “I'm here. Why wouldn't I be?"
"I thought I lost you."
"No. You haven't. I'm still here. In flesh and blood."
"You're one silly woman to think you could face a man pointing a gun at you with a snow globe."
"I'd do it again if I could prevent you from getting hurt. I love you that much."
Almost violently, Lucas gathered her into his arms for another tight hug. “You have no idea how I longed to hear you say that."
"What about you? Why did you consider lowering your gun? I saw it in your eyes Lucas."
"Need I tell you, Cara? You're my world, my life, my love. Because of you, I fought to stay alive when death was close. I love you more than life itself."
Her heart sang with delight. Hearing him say that he loved her cast away the shadows across her heart. “I am so sorry, Lucas. For hurting you. For being stupid. For realizing what you were trying to tell me—why you didn't call and why you were with Rochelle—hours too late. You could have been killed. I—"
"I didn't. We're both here. You don't have to explain anything, love. Amy told me why you went out with Rick. And she told me, too, that she wished to become an auntie next year. Would you help me make her dream come true?"
"What are you saying?"
"Marry me."
Cara merely stared at Lucas, tongue-tied. Did he say marry me? Oh god, did he just propose to me?
"We don't have to right away if you want to wait. We could get married next year or the year after. Just say yes."
Still shocked from his abrupt proposal, she could do no more than nod her head.
"Yes, you will marry me? Or yes we'll wait till—"
Finally coming out of her stupor, she covered Lucas's mouth with her hand. “Shut up. Yes, I will marry you. Now, tomorrow, later. I love you, Lucas McLeod and yes, I'll help make Amy an auntie."
With a shout of joy, Lucas picked her up and spun her around. Gently, he lowered her on the floor. “You're beautiful."
"Even with a red nose and antlers?"
"Yes. By the way, I'm answering your wish.” Lucas fished a small piece of paper out of his pocket.
"Oh! How did you know that's mine?"
"I watched you hang it on the tree."
"Did you notice if Amy was still there? Ours were the only two hanging way up high."
"No. Yours was the only one there."
"Oh dear. Amy had wished for the same thing."
Lucas let out a loud hoot. “That brat wished for a wicked night, too?"
"I wonder who took her wish."
"Who is he? He must be as tall as I am. But I'd better not find out who because I'll kill him."
It was Cara's turn to laugh aloud. “You are one possessive brother."
"That I am. But within the bounds of reason.” Lucas sighed, running his fingers on her cheeks. “A wicked night before Christmas. Tsk, tsk. Silly woman. What am I going to do with you?"
"Grant my wish."
"With me, you'll have more than one wicked night."
"Promise?"
"I don't make empty promises, love. You ask for a wicked night, wicked night you'll get."
"I can't even imagine what a wicked night could be. Like last time?"
"Yes, love. I will kiss every part of you. Suck your breasts, your clit, until you're wet and ready. No missionary position tonight. We'll fuck without inhibitions. This night, baby, will be unforgettable.
With those words, excitement pounded the blood through her heart and chest. Her pulse quickened from anticipation while heat slowly spread from the center of her human being to fan out, to reach all parts of her body. She shivered from wanting to be touched, to be loved.
Lucas kissed her hungrily as he wrapped his arms so tight around her she thought her bones might break.
Cara responded with a low
For a while, they stood that way. Lucas's hands moving up and down her back, smoothing her hair. His nearness gave her comfort so overwhelming she wanted to cry. Cara buried her face against his chest and listened to his heart beating loudly against her ears.
"Tell me you're real, love. Tell me you're here with me."
Cara lifted her head to look at him. “I'm here. Why wouldn't I be?"
"I thought I lost you."
"No. You haven't. I'm still here. In flesh and blood."
"You're one silly woman to think you could face a man pointing a gun at you with a snow globe."
"I'd do it again if I could prevent you from getting hurt. I love you that much."
Almost violently, Lucas gathered her into his arms for another tight hug. “You have no idea how I longed to hear you say that."
"What about you? Why did you consider lowering your gun? I saw it in your eyes Lucas."
"Need I tell you, Cara? You're my world, my life, my love. Because of you, I fought to stay alive when death was close. I love you more than life itself."
Her heart sang with delight. Hearing him say that he loved her cast away the shadows across her heart. “I am so sorry, Lucas. For hurting you. For being stupid. For realizing what you were trying to tell me—why you didn't call and why you were with Rochelle—hours too late. You could have been killed. I—"
"I didn't. We're both here. You don't have to explain anything, love. Amy told me why you went out with Rick. And she told me, too, that she wished to become an auntie next year. Would you help me make her dream come true?"
"What are you saying?"
"Marry me."
Cara merely stared at Lucas, tongue-tied. Did he say marry me? Oh god, did he just propose to me?
"We don't have to right away if you want to wait. We could get married next year or the year after. Just say yes."
Still shocked from his abrupt proposal, she could do no more than nod her head.
"Yes, you will marry me? Or yes we'll wait till—"
Finally coming out of her stupor, she covered Lucas's mouth with her hand. “Shut up. Yes, I will marry you. Now, tomorrow, later. I love you, Lucas McLeod and yes, I'll help make Amy an auntie."
With a shout of joy, Lucas picked her up and spun her around. Gently, he lowered her on the floor. “You're beautiful."
"Even with a red nose and antlers?"
"Yes. By the way, I'm answering your wish.” Lucas fished a small piece of paper out of his pocket.
"Oh! How did you know that's mine?"
"I watched you hang it on the tree."
"Did you notice if Amy was still there? Ours were the only two hanging way up high."
"No. Yours was the only one there."
"Oh dear. Amy had wished for the same thing."
Lucas let out a loud hoot. “That brat wished for a wicked night, too?"
"I wonder who took her wish."
"Who is he? He must be as tall as I am. But I'd better not find out who because I'll kill him."
It was Cara's turn to laugh aloud. “You are one possessive brother."
"That I am. But within the bounds of reason.” Lucas sighed, running his fingers on her cheeks. “A wicked night before Christmas. Tsk, tsk. Silly woman. What am I going to do with you?"
"Grant my wish."
"With me, you'll have more than one wicked night."
"Promise?"
"I don't make empty promises, love. You ask for a wicked night, wicked night you'll get."
"I can't even imagine what a wicked night could be. Like last time?"
"Yes, love. I will kiss every part of you. Suck your breasts, your clit, until you're wet and ready. No missionary position tonight. We'll fuck without inhibitions. This night, baby, will be unforgettable.
With those words, excitement pounded the blood through her heart and chest. Her pulse quickened from anticipation while heat slowly spread from the center of her human being to fan out, to reach all parts of her body. She shivered from wanting to be touched, to be loved.
Lucas kissed her hungrily as he wrapped his arms so tight around her she thought her bones might break.
Cara responded with a low
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