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We were naked, sprawled on the plush white rug, catching our breath. Christmas music played softly in the background. I felt sated and well-loved—I knew I’d be limping in the morning, but I didn’t care, and the warmth radiating from the fireplace made our nudity comfortable.
“I have a couple of pounds of chestnuts.” I nuzzled the skin under his jaw, and he angled his head so I had better access. “We can roast them tomorrow, if you like.”
“Yes, please. This is a great present, Theo.”
“I’m really glad you like it.”
“I do. I don’t understand how you were able to keep it a secret though. I’m supposed to be aware of things like a wall being torn out in my own home.”