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“You really want to come to ith me?” I ask her

She nods, rolling on top ofme like we’ve been lovers for years I squeeze her ass and kiss her deeply

“I want to go to ith you,” she says “I want to know everything about you My husband”

“Too then But now” My cock twitches and she feels it growing hard against her belly “I need you again, wifey And I need you now”

8

Hattie

The snowstor, and thankfully Hartley’s truck is capable of navigating down the mountain

“It’s so beautiful,” I say, taking in Snow Valley as we enter the idyllic small town “No wonder your parents wanted to protect this place froh a coffee stand, and asks for my order “A peppermint mocha, with an extra shot, please”

When he pulls up to the ever, he groans “I thought Tammy worked Tuesdays”

The barista frowns “I can’t believe you really did it Keri at the airport said she saw you last night but I didn’t believe it Iridiculous”

“Can we not?” Hartley says, tensing He places the orders, along with two cranberry muffins The barista scowls at ure out what I did to turn her off so much

“Please don’t, Jo-Anne,” Hartley says, stuffing a five-dollar bill in the tip jar “Play nice Please”

Jo-Anne s us our breakfast “What’s her name?”

Hartley sighs “Hattie Hattie Mistletoe”

That upsets Jo-Anne even ood for a little fun, but he doesn’t tend to stick around”

Hartley drives away and I bitewhat I should say Clearly we need to address whatever just happened back there

Hartley, though, just turns up the radio More Christs, but the mood doesn’t feel festive It feels tense

He parks his truck on the street and turns off the ignition Turning to me, he clears his throat “That was Jo-Anne”

“I gathered that o cup “And who is she to you?”

“A local girl”