Seeing it in this condition she didn’t know how she felt. Did she deserve to feel hurt after what she had done? Christopher watched her he hadn’t ...poken in so long. He didn’t know how to describe nor express what he was feeling. Was it possible to be angry with someone and yet want to make love to them all at the same time? He wanted to touch her skin, feel her breath warm against his neck as he wrung every ounce of passion from her undulating body beneath him. God he was sweating now. He had. “I didn’t think too hard about how many options you would have once we got here. Now that we’ve met the Montana cousins, I thought you might want to reconsider our sleeping arrangements. We don’t really have any sort of existing relationship to consider.”“Are you asking because you’re having second thoughts?” Nick asked. When Pilar answered that she wasn’t, he smiled. “Then I don’t want to reconsider anything. I know you enough to like you and I’ve also been very much looking forward to being. I apologized if my dogs had frightened her and told her that they were very friendly. She nodded and from her silence, I got the sense that she might have been embarrassed or perhaps angry. I turned to look out at the view, which was always my favorite part of this particular trail.The clearing was one of the highest points in town and looking out, I took in a scene of wildflowers and rolling hills against a perfectly clear sky as the sun was just beginning to set. When I turned my attention. I take the credit," I giggled."I'll let you," he said.A tree. "Real tree," I said. "Did you do one last year?"My Stoney shook his head in the negative. "No. Not just for me." It doesn't have to be a big tree, but can we?" Why is it that THIS guy makes me wanna go all Normal Rockwell or Currier and Ives?My guy smiled. "Little Christmas tree it is..."So here's my little home, complete with husband and Christmas tree and somebody donated a cookbook so the air one evening was filled with the sweet.