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A bold proposal by Julie Kenner - Blow of Heart Collection
The annual festival of Carrington Stores staff was in full swing.
Standing on the sidelines, watching Annie Silver support. Apart from two
elves and Father
Christmas, she was the only one to be disguised. She smoothed a fold of
his little suit
elf who, earlier, had the joy of children. Maybe she would have had to
change before coming? She felt completely displaced in this outfit.
A visit to the ready-to-wear women's radius would probably have been
beneficial.
- The green is not doing well this year ...
Faith's voice drew his thoughts. Dressed in a filmy red dress
bright, she was wonderful elegance, as usual. Annie tried to
smile.
- Thank you, 'she said, taking the glass of champagne that her friend
handed him. You
always find the words to reassure me. If you must know, I feel

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we only see me.
- That's because everyone wants to go green. Except Paul, since
is Santa Claus.

Annie gave a slight laugh fuser.

- It does not matter. Everyone looks at me, I find it very annoying.
- And then? Let them watch, if they wish. You look beautiful. This was
what
you wanted, is not it?
- Uh, yes, I believe she replied weakly.
Annie never felt so uncomfortable at a party staff.
Since high school, she had always worked in the store during the period
celebrations. There reigned a good spirit child she adored. But this year,
she was
come for a specific person: Brent Carrington himself, the son of the boss.
That was so long that she fantasized about him! They were still in
high school when she had noticed for the first time. Subsequently, she
had
reviewed each been to the store, where she was employed. And of course
during the holidays
Christmas. But never had he deigned to grant him a look. This year,
However, she would get her attention, she had promised!
Faith emptied his glass.
- Well, it does smirked. Relax a little. Be mad, damn! For months
you dream of this moment. You want it, and you'll have.
She stepped back and looked at her friend from head to foot with a critical
eye.
- And if you ask me, she continued, tonight you have all your chances.
- I hope you're right, Annie answered by browsing the assembly of gaze

Search Brent.
She could not postpone the meeting to another year soon leave
completed, it would leave his small hometown of Bishop, Ohio, and
moved to New York. As a parting gift, she had dreamed of offering Brent.
And yet ...
They may well have grown up together in the same city, a gulf separated
them.
Above all, Brent was a Carrington. In the city, this name was the subject
a unanimous and unquestioned veneration. Annie's father, he was a
driver
road and his mother, a waitress in a restaurant.
- I do not believe that I could have this idea, she moaned.
- Well, me, if, Faith replied, shaking his hand. Think. For
years and years, you have that respect the rules, and see where it thee
conducted: nowhere. You've always been the sweet little Annie nobody
remarked. Until you decide to take you in hand. It succeeded for thee
Working in New York and it will work for Brent Carrington, I guarantee!
Annie deep breath. Faith Maybe she was right. Nothing ventured nothing
nothing, they say. Still ... She was so used to taking risks. The
high school, she was the archetypal good girl. She was accumulating
better grades, never challenged the teachers. One year, she even
waived art classes for fear of being badly recorded. You have to say

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she was so anxious to get a scholarship to continue his studies at

college!
However, this brilliant academic success did not mask the total failure of
his life
sentimental. Lacking insurance, Annie had always avoided to be on
the front of the stage. Yet, for some time, it sought to remedy
this shyness. As proof, she found the courage to spend
interviews in New York. But before that, she had to give many calls,
knocking on many doors, wait for hours in many reception halls. And
Finally, she had won her work.
Force the same audacity, she probably would realize his dream girl:
live a night of passion in the arms of Brent, the only man she ever had
desired.
Annie gasped feeling the hand of Faith on her arm. This pointing a picnic
olives to a corner of the room.
- That's him, she said, mouth full.
- What?
Faith swallowed his appetizer.
- There, next to the Santa Claus Village, look!
He was there. Alone. Annie felt her legs flageoler while a hot flash
it rose cheeks. She had to force herself to look in the direction that he
Faith stated.
- Go ahead! blew it by slightly pushing.
- I do not dare, does she mouthed a barely audible voice.
Faith gave him a long look.

- Ah! This is not the time to falter! It's now or never. Brent
the only type that you have never vibrates. Go, go after your dreams,
your desires
! What do you risk? What harm does it has to bury his life as a young
girl?
Yes, Faith was right. She had a right to happiness as much as a
other. And she wanted to Brent. Gathering her courage, she took a deep
inspiration.
- Wish me luck!
- Fingers crossed!
Annie breathed again deeply and took a few steps towards the
Santa's Village, but stopped immediately panicked. Brent had
disappeared!
- Where is ...
The words died in her throat. She had spotted again! There, at the
bottom
of the room, leaning nonchalantly against a wall, he stood away from the
party.
Despite his anguish, Annie could not help admiring his athletic build, his
slender waist. What presence, what charm! In a classic beauty, her face
However, with regular features betrayed a fiery temper, probably
because of this rebellious lock and this shadow of beard. Her eyes,
especially,
had always fascinated: deep blue like the ocean, they were those

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where a woman's heart has no secrets.
During all these years, never Brent had granted him the privilege of a
single
look. But tonight, it can impose its view. Who knows? Perhaps
he remembered her ... At least she hoped the. In desperation, she tried
to imagine that they had come together at the party and he had made her
sign the
join.
Gathering all her courage, she approached and stood before him.
- Hi Brent, it does mouthed with a shy smile.
He gave her a brief look of astonishment. My God, he did not recognize
her!
But immediately, Brent's face lit up with a smile insured. He straightened
and
held out his hand.
- Well, well! Annie Silver! You're beautiful, dressed like that!
- Really? I am pleased to hear you say.
Emboldened by the glass of wine she had drunk, she took a deep breath
and
launched:
- Because tonight, I expected a little something nice.
- Really? What?
He looked amused, it was a good sign.

- A Christmas present that I would offer me.

She paused to catch his breath. It was now or
Never. Moreover, it seemed waiting for a reply with interest.
- And this gift is you.
- I beg your pardon?
He certainly misunderstood. She had been mistaken: this day had
for it was an accumulation of misfortunes.
But she shook her head emphatically.
- You've heard good, it does murmured.
Brent felt a wave of heat rising from the depths of his being. Annie Silver
had made him an offer! She wanted to sleep with him! He did not believe
his ears. Yet the desire he read in his pale gray eyes, redness
her cheeks left no room for doubt.
Still, why was that?
- I ... I'm sorry, it does stammered. It was a stupid idea. I
should go.
- No, he blurted without thinking.
His fingers brushed the bare arm of the young woman, who could retain a
small
groan.
- You can not go away like that after such a proposal to
man. It is the height of ...
- Rudeness? she said, smiling.
She seemed more relaxed. Good! For the idea that she had not launched
could be completed in these conditions.

- Absolutely, he replied. Politeness costs nothing.

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She approached him, wrapping his heat.
- But if I do not want to be polite?
- No problem, darling. I'm tolerant!
He felt hollow in the belly of an intense desire he had breath
evil. He longed to take her in his arms, pressing it against him ... From
calm. He could not give in to his urges in as little discreet. He
seemed a multitude of questioning looks stared.
- No problem? Does she repeated. Are you sure?
She seemed surprised ... Surprising, this gap between the boldness of its
actions and
timidity of person.
- It is no longer safe. Come on, intima-t in a voice that would have
desired
less abrupt.
He took her hand and led her to the elevator. She obeyed without a
word.
Above all, a face to face explanation was needed. It was out of
question to answer this statement without first understand why she
addressed to him. Chivalrous concern, no doubt. And then?
- Where are we going? she finally ask as they waited in front
the elevator.

- In a slightly quieter location.

Actually, he was unable to imagine such a place. The entire property
was packed with people and could offer no privacy anywhere.
- Ah! Brent! Here you are at last!
- Dad!
With a lazy smile, Brent reached for Annie.
- I do not have to introduce you ... Annie Silver
- No, of course, Mr. Carrington said cheerfully.
However, his frowning belied his cordiality. Despite his politeness,
Winston Carrington Senior remained none the less very snob.
- Nice to meet you, Mr. Carrington. Well, uh, Brent, I gotta run, find
Faith. See you later ...
- Hey, there! Not so fast!
From a sweeping gesture, he grabbed her by the elbow and pulled her to
him.
- You had promised to help me.
He smiled at his father.
- As we're running out of champagne, I go down to the basement
check what is left.
- Perfect.
It was a white lie! Brent saw the caterer take the last card
champagne two hours earlier and he knew that no one
would disturb some time.
Winston Carrington bestowed his son a resounding slap in the back.

- See you later, son. Oh! Tomorrow you take the radius of the
responsibility
toys, you have not forgotten?

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- No, Dad, it does replied flatly.
Brent suppressed a sigh. He hated Christmas, the Christmas rush and that
so-called "spirit
Christmas "so childish and factitious to his liking. Fortunately, it could
and enjoy the presence of Annie.
Mr. Carrington finally withdrew, having first launched at the young woman
last
disapproving frown eyebrows.
Brent sank to her a caressing look. He loved this little pixie costume. The
green tights and leotard moulaient forms to juvenile grace and
innocent and her mass of auburn hair inviting caresses.
The signal of the elevator rang. Brent gently pushed the young woman in
the
cab and pushed the button of the basement. The elevator descended
steeply and,
a few seconds later, the doors opened.
They entered a dark room, littered with cardboard boxes, illuminated
meagerly by a small low window. Immediately, Brent began to close
security lock. When he turned, he saw her at the window. She looked

frightened. Through the fine mesh that covered the opening, the pale
light of the
moon cast on her skin delicate sheen. Troubled by this ethereal image
Brent
had all the trouble in the world to control himself. He would have so
wanted to touch her,
stroking her soft skin, kiss ...
- I'm sorry, Brent.
She looked at him a look of regret, uncertainty, and pride, too. In
walking, she was at the door. He watched her go, dumbfounded. She
had
inflamed his heart, his senses, and now he was on his knees now
his body by white-hot passion demanded the whole, that it
wanted to leave! But what was she playing the hell? Okay, he will retain
the
not against his will, not being one to force a woman, but still,
Had a chance to win the little game that she was engaged to him?
Annie turned to him and bit her lip.
- What an idiot I am ... it does sighed with a nod.
She reached out trembling to the lock.
- I should not have ...
His sentence remained unresolved. Letting out a gasp of amazement, she
is stopped and gave him a bewildered look.
- The door! She does not open.
Brent rushed to his side and stifled a curse.

- The time lock!

The words jostled on his lips.
- My father installed a new security system, with locks
special, late break.
Taking dizziness, Annie had to lean against the wall.
- And when is this supposed door open for next time?
- Morning. Around 7 am, I think.
- Oh ... she said in a weak voice.

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Brent leaned against the wall, so close to her that he brushed his
shoulder.
- Good. What will we do in the meantime?
The situation was not so dire. Except error on his part, she had
always want the "gift" she had asked. She was afraid, that
everything. Or bad conscience. Nothing serious, anyway.
- And if we find ...
- Yes. And then?
He was an eloquent shrug. In the rush of the holiday, which
would notice their absence?
She turned to him a look full of sweetness.
- So if I understand correctly, we're stuck here until tomorrow morning?
- I'm afraid.
She closed her eyes as he slid his finger along his cheek and neck.

- Would you know how we could deal all night?

Does he asked.
A slight shudder seized her whole. She put him on a hot look.
- I never had to launch all that.
- What's done is done.
Fingertip, he touched her velvety cheek with infinite tenderness that made
her
moan.
- It was you who started him he does remembered. But it is I who will
finish.
So what do you prefer, darling? A hobby rather wise or rather naughty?
What did she want, exactly?
The question of Brent remained unanswered. Distraught, Annie for words.
Just now, everything had seemed so simple ... She wanted to Brent, but it
was not
supposed to respond to this desire! Instead, she had expected to see him
resist!
She was prepared to flirt with him, to stir desire ...
Instead, he had said yes right away, even showing a
rather unexpected enthusiasm. Suddenly, she saw all her fantasies
achieve.
- Annie?
He looked at her with a bemused smile terribly sensual.
- You have all night to decide you. But you have to answer me, because I
have

really do not intend to let this opportunity pass.

She stumbled backwards. What to think? What to say? What to do? His
thoughts
lost in the heady scent of her companion.
- I should not have ...
- Make capsize my heart?
The look of Brent fun sparkled.
- It is too late to regret, he continued. But there is still time to tell me
how you're thinking things.
While talking, he approached a few steps. She backed up a stack
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At the bottom of herself, as she wanted him to take her in his arms, he
intoxicates
a passionate kiss ... But the little voice of conscience whispered to adopt
him
a completely different behavior! And the encounter with the father
Brent had made him the effect of a cold shower. They belonged to worlds
so different! She was playing with fire, and was likely to burn.
The smoldering of a smoldering gaze, Brent put an arm around her waist
and pulled
against him. Throat tight with emotion, Annie opened her mouth, but no
sound

not crossed his lips. He let his fingers slide along her cheek and lifted her
Gently chin. She closed her eyes and parted lips to accommodate
his kiss.
- Are you sure of what you're doing? Does he asked, tightening his grip.
He is
still time to tell. But make up your mind quickly. I dream of this moment
for so
long ...
Annie's eyes widened. He dreamed of this moment? Him?
She had to say no. But on the other hand ...
- Yes, I'm sure, she heard him whisper. Do not stop. I beg you,
continues.
Immediately, he rose to his desire with a fervor that left her breathless.
Senses
boiling, she pressed against him. He clapped his hands on her and pulled
all
against him.
- Please ...
- Yes?
She drowned in her eyes the deep blue of her eyes.
- Caress me.
Slowly he undressed her with a sensuality that nearly drive her crazy.
Then he
off his own clothes and, completely naked, offered him the spectacle of his
triumphant virility.

She longed to greet her, rocking in a back-and-forth

sensual ... But instead of taking it, he was languishing, covering her
breasts
expert caresses. Suddenly, unable to do more, he seized her lips with
ardor.
- Your turn now, darling, it does murmured against her ear.
For nothing in the world would he have advantage of his vulnerability to
impose its
will. Tonight, it was he who gave it.
She took his hand and placed it on her hips. With a hoarse groan, he
lifted and slipped into her wetness as she tied her arms around
neck and her legs around his waist. Then, gently, tenderly, he entered,
and their bodies began to undulate in unison in a voluptuous dance
passionate. Their desire was such a moment Annie feared they overthrow
the
stack of boxes behind them. But soon, she thought only of Brent, its
voluptuous caresses his athletic body. Capsized, the more she felt rising
depths of his being an almost unbearable happiness. It was too much!
She was trembling,
she screamed with pleasure. He quickened the pace of his movements
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voluptuousness, they abandoned both to the ultimate fullness, before

collapsing
in the arms of the other.
Annie snuggled tenderly against Brent, who kissed her nose. Then he
up and left a large cardboard sheet on which he unfolded it.
- A set of linen was delivered yesterday it does explained. We may
borrow it until tomorrow morning.
Snuggled against his companion, wrapped in the warmth of his embrace,
Annie was soon asleep.
The gray light of dawn was filtering through the window when Annie woke
up.
Curled up in the cozy nest of Brent's arms, she did not get up right away,
breathing with delight the perfume of her skin. She was floating in
complete fullness
she probably never regain more. Who could love her with a love too
passionate, so tender?
Because he loved ... Yes, he loved her, she was certain.
Annie sat up with a bound, wide awake this time. My God, What had
she does? Suddenly she realized that his game of seduction he had
completely
escaped. It was supposed to seduce Brent, spend the night with him, and
forget it. The
Instead, here she had fallen hopelessly in love ...
It was absolutely necessary to end this story. It was his interest, and
Anyway, she had no choice: in a few days, she should move

In New York. In addition, Brent remained primarily a Carrington. There

would always
them impassable barriers. Besides, had he not himself ever
dared to approach, despite the attraction she exercised over him for a
long time?
Their story was no tomorrow, and she had always known. Better from
Now, on the sly.
Slowly, she pulled away from his arms and stood. Brent moved, but did
not wake.
Nimbly, she put on her dress and hurried to open the door to go.
Glancing
last look behind her, she sighed and swallowed back tears. In all reason,
she
could not stay longer. First, this connection could lead to nothing
good. Then it should not be distracted from the way she had been so
hard to find.
Tight throat, she sent him a last kiss.
- Goodbye, Brent, it does murmured. And thank you.
Brent stretched and reached out to Annie. But instead of embracing
young
wife, he brushed the hard, cold concrete. Eyes wide open, he
up with a bound, bumping his head against the cardboard boxes. No one!
It
was gone! At the end of the most exciting night he had ever experienced!
She hoped to get rid of him so easily? He had secretly desired

for so long and that night, far to satisfy his appetite, had only
sharpen. He had never met such a woman, so sweet, so full of life
and yet so sensual. She had a passion for him without artifices
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And most importantly, how to find it?
Fortunately, his business studies, for they were working,
had at least learned to Brent art of persuasion. First lesson: know
his opponent. As Annie, he knew who it was. In high school already,
it drew his attention. She was the best student of the establishment,
favorite teachers. He so much wanted to approach, ask her out
him! But it would have been incurring the disapproval of his father. What
a fool he had been to
then!
However, what good is forever lamenting about the past? He had to act,
Now. To start, he wanted to know why Annie had left without a
word of explanation. And also why she had dragged into this adventure ...
He had little idea of the person who could provide a start
explanation: Faith, the roommate of Annie. Inseparable from the sandpit,
they were to have no secrets for each other.
- Come on, Faith confesses! You know perfectly what she has in mind.
The young woman raised her hand to signify Brent wait while she
serving a client. Then, turning to her, she replied:

- I do not understand what you mean. But, tell me, it looks like this
Question thee great concern last night? Does she added, throwing a
mocking look on his wrinkled suit.
However, Brent was not determined to be impressed.
- I bet she seduced me for fun last night. There are small signs that
unmistakable. Small signs that I know very well spot.
Faith pursed his lips: he was right!
- However, he continued, I had not expected that it disappears
as fast. Would you have an opinion on the matter, by any chance?
The woman shrugged.
- I do not know. She got scared, maybe.
- She was not afraid to seduce me, though!
- What do I know? She probably thought that you not let you try too
easily.
Faith had looked away by uttering that sentence, and Brent had the
impression
she reproached herself for having talked too much.
But what she said raised another question: why would she Annie
launched a game she thought doomed to failure? Perhaps she hoped to
him that
night of unbridled passion ... A night stand, for one as for
another.
Except that what he experienced last night was more than just
adventure. Between them, the chemistry was perfect, absolutely. Never
had he

felt such carnal complicity with a woman, and he was certain Annie
had experienced the same feelings towards him. Assuredly, it was this
intense fullness that had frightened her to the point of scaring.
It was there in his thoughts when, in a coffee shop, a door opened.

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Annie appeared in the doorway and stopped short when he saw Brent.
She swallowed
saliva and her cheeks took a lovely bright pink hue. Pulling himself
together, she
toward him with a light step.
- Brent. Well, well ... How are you?
She licked her lips.
- What .. what are you doing here?
- I was looking for you, just imagine. I try to understand why you left me
if
quickly this morning.
- Um, I ...
Annie ran a despairing glance towards her friend, but merely Faith
to raise his hands helplessly.
- These are your stories, not mine, Annie, it does cast as he went. I have
already said more than I should have.
- But Faith ...
- Do not blame her, intervened Brent. I physically threatened, you

know!
A slight smile came to brighten up the tense face of the young woman.
- I authorize you neither one nor the other to talk about me in my
absence.
Brent approached her, moved by a sudden desire to caress.
- Why? Yet you MADE a fascinating topic of conversation.
Without giving him time to answer, he took her hand and continued:
- Annie, I find you intensely desirable. I thought I have shown you
enough
clear last night.
The young woman took a deep breath.
- Brent, do not imagine anything will you, especially! Yesterday, during
the feast, I have a little too much to drink,
that's all. But remain good friends, will you?
- You're joking, I suppose?
He pulled her against him without him it opposes any resistance.
- Honey, I remind you that it was you who started this game And if I do.
mistaken, we have not finished yet ...
Unable to bear his look, Annie looked down, heart pounding. Never
she had imagined such chemistry between them.
They settled in a discreet corner of the cafe.
- Not, Brent. It will not work.
- What will not work?
- Well, you, me. It can not be anything serious between us.
- But why?

- Because ... Oh, I beg you, stop with your questions.

Brent leaned across the table and took her hands in his.
- I want to know. Why it can not work between us?
Electrified by the contact of Brent fingers, Annie had trouble thinking.
- First of all, we come from radically different backgrounds.
From a shrug, he rejected this objection.

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- Then I have to move soon in January for my work.
This second argument was more weight.
- I thought you liked working in the library ...
- Right. But I am specializing in rare books. What you want me to do
Bishop?
She sat up, proud of the result of his efforts.
- I go to work at the Metropolitan Museum. I'll live in New York.
Brent's eyes widened and his face broke into a broad smile.
- That's what I thought. You wanted nothing more than an adventure
before
finally leaving this city, is not it?
"No! "Would she wanted to scream. Or rather, yes, at first, that's what it
had hoped. But not anymore. On the other hand, she could not sacrifice
her dream job for a simple fad ...
- Yes, she finally said weakly.
- When do you leave?

- Just after the holidays.

Brent approached her and put his hand on the knee of the young woman:
she
blushed at the contact.
- Well, in that case it does whispered, I suggest that we take advantage of
the little time
we have left to spend together.
- What? Does she stammered. I do not understand you.
- You wanted to have fun, right? Does he asked with a seductive smile.
Well, I'll
proposes to go through with our little adventure, before celebrating in
good
Christmas due form and your move to New York.
A few days between Brent's arms? Taken aback, Annie thought. The
offer was
tempting, even if the separation might be difficult to live. But, in any
way, they were not even to say goodbye.
Looking up at him, she gave him his best smile.
- Well, okay. By leaving, I'm all yours.
"I'm all yours. "
These few words made in Brent the effect of a bomb. Immediately, his
whole body
whole was in flames. It was incredible, this tornado of emotions ... By
what
strange magic this woman she managed to upset the well? Mystery ... But

one thing was certain: Brent would have given anything to relive the
enchantment of their
first night.
The ride to his apartment seemed to last an eternity.
- Charming, home, Annie pointed entering.
Brent shrugged. The counting of this apartment without soul
certainly not deserve this term, but he did not care. He never imagined
his
Life in Bishop. It was in obedience to his father that he had returned at
the end of his studies,
but he counted leave at the first opportunity.
He took her hand without saying a word. Their first night was a fireworks
sparkling, terribly exciting, but too short. Today, he was determined

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to take his time ... and enjoy the comfort, even relative, of this apartment.
When Annie went into the bedroom, a mischievous glint in his eyes danced
gray.
- That's even more charming.
- I'm glad to hear you say that, because I hope to spend some time here
with you ...
She cast a glance at his watch.
- I can not stay too long, unfortunately. I work tonight. I
have to wrap gifts.

- Is that so? I, for now, what interests me is unpacking!

He slipped his fingers into the waistband of his jeans and pulled her
against him, groaning
happiness when she passed her arms around his neck.
- Really? she said in a voice heavy with innuendo. Can you show me what
you have in mind?
- As you wish.
His impatient fingers, he unbuttoned the jeans she wore and slid
Slowly zipper. She broke free of his jeans with a chaloupement
sensuous basin which made him mad. And when he saw her half naked in
front of him, he
was more about making it last. Already, she got rid of her sweater and,
when he saw her in underwear, he let out a hoarse moan.
- Annie, you make me languish.
She approached him and began to drag her closing Bolt
pants.
- Perhaps do you prefer that I take the initiative? Does she suggested.
It was too much. Brent grabbed her mouth and put her hands on her hips
to draw against him. Again, desire flamed them and they
began waving gently in rhythm.
He drew on the bed while delivering his shoes and his jeans. It
burning to get lost in it, and could not wait any longer.
- Please, it does whispered, taking off his pants. Take me ... Now.
- Your wish is my command, it does murmured, stroking fingertips the
heart

secret of her femininity.

Moaning, she dug her nails into his back to tighten their grip.
- I want you, Brent, I want you. Now.
How can you resist such an order? Unable to control the fire that the
consuming and dived in it and gave pleasure.
In her arms, she arched and let himself be drawn into a wild dance in
a sensual melee which soon reached its climax. Exhausted, skin
moist, they allowed themselves to be lulled into a voluptuous ocean.
Annie then pressed against his companion, nestling his head in the crook of
his
shoulder.
- Oh, Brent ...
- I wanted to prolong things, but it's so hard to resist you.

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- Oh yes?
She rolled over and gave him a mischievous look.
- We still have a little time before us. What would you try again?
- I take you at your word, my dear, it does launched hugging his arms.
An hour later, broken with fatigue and happiness, Annie dozing beside him.
The light that seeped through the blinds threw glistening on his skin
moist. Leaning on one elbow, Brent watched his chest rise at the pace
quiet breathing. From this passion that had seized him, he

understood nothing, except one thing: he could be satisfied with a simple

adventure
with Annie. He loved her, he wanted to live at his side, combining his
future with the
his.
It remained to convince her of his attachment to her.
Brent escorted the young woman by car to store. A hand on
the wheel, the other in that of Annie, he savored the atmosphere of silence
sweet complicity, more intimate even than just now, in the room.
- This is perhaps the first time that I regret going to work at the Village
Father Christmas.
He watched with a broad smile that dimples dug into his cheeks.
- Thank you, it's flattering. Especially since you work with us all
Christmas since high school.
Turning his gaze on the road, he observed a short silence before asking:
- Why?
What a strange question ... But Annie could hear in his voice sincere
curiosity
deserved a thoughtful response, more elaborate than a simple "Because I
like
that ". However, he had to find a reason for everything? For example, it
Brent felt good, but so far, their relationship was not based on anything
solid ... Well, almost nothing.
She shook her head and concentrated on the question of Brent.
- Oh, for many reasons, no doubt. But above all, because I love Christmas.

I love the generosity of this holiday. Children's faces when sitting on the
Santa's lap. This is very commonplace, I know, but still, I do
warms the heart every time.
This statement seemed to leave him completely indifferent. However, they
entered the car park employees and he proceeded to park his car.
- Probably, he finally said reluctantly as after completing its
maneuvers.
She turned to him.
- What does he have? Do not you agree?
Staring straight ahead, he replied with an air a little sad:
- Let's say, for me, Christmas is primarily a story about big money. Dad
was
never there for Christmas Eve. It was only after closing the store and
checked
accounts. I could see it at Christmas until sixteen, when I
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always felt that between customers, it was the most that could gift
Basically, the most expensive, and my father, above the fray, spurred them
all. Iswhat it is really what Christmas, in your opinion? I think not.
- No, me neither.
- And on Christmas Day, Dad was so tired he slept throughout the

day. Let's say that Christmas is not my favorite holiday. For me, this is
even a
gigantic scam! he says with a shrug.
On these bitter words, he shook her hand, as if to convince her that he had
resigned to this fact, he was not unhappy. Yet he looked so
sad ...
While following it in the store, Annie thought this whole family atmosphere
without which Christmas would not be Christmas. With a heavy heart, she
felt a surge of
Brent and sympathy for the little boy he had been. A little boy
we were always private parties, cakes, candy, love of life ...
Brent did not know what the magic of Christmas. Well, this year, before
to New York, she was going to teach him!
Lovely chewable in her costume elf, Annie officiated back into the
Santa's Village. Brent frowned. She seemed to take so much
heart whole charade ... His face shone, she had a kind word for
each of the children waiting to climb on Santa's lap, she
empaquetait gifts with meticulous care, as if he were of eggs
Faberg. Yet while this service was free.
Incredulous, Brent shook his head.
- Sir ...
A woman with graying hair touched his elbow.
- Hello. I look for a gift for my little son. It's a system
which allows electronic fun games.
Brent suppressed a smile.

- A video game console? Certainly, madam. Follow me.

He wanted to advise him to buy a more modest toy and devote
more time to his son-small but, not knowing this lady, he
abstained.
When he presented his subject, she opened her eyes.
- Oh my God!
- Y Does he has a problem, ma'am?
- I was unaware that it was also expensive.
Finally a client who was thinking twice before taking out his credit card.
- Oh well. But thank you, young man.
As she walked away, Brent suddenly noticed that betrayed destitution
his threadbare coat and his old shoes.
- Wait! he exclaimed it without thinking.
She turned with a puzzled look.
- A thousand pardons! Does he threw. Some products are on promotion. I
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ask employees to carry the new labeling, but I completely
forgotten. This article is on sale for five dollars.
The face of the old lady ... lit up like a Christmas tree.
- Fifteen dollars? That's more in my price.
He handed her a box with a new label. This huge discount will ruin
not the store and, anyway, if his father does not agree, Brent pay

the difference.
- Really, I'm sorry, 'he continued. Usually I run other rays, and
here, I still have my bearings.
Radiant, she held the precious box against her chest.
- Thank you, she said. It's not that I really like this kind of games, but
my little son is forced to spend the holidays in the hospital and I'm afraid
he
bored. And he is so keen ...
It seemed to Brent that the old lady off again with a lighter step.
- He was a very generous gesture, Brent. Bravo ...
Recognizing the voice of Annie, he turned abruptly. His dear little imp him
smiling behind a pile of toys.
- Yes, but we should not make this a habit! Does he remarked.
Approaching him, she took her hands and pulled her into the break room.
- Take care! It's risky. That is also the magic of Christmas.
He shrugged. Under cover of joke, Annie was right.
- Recently, I learned a lot by observing a certain
anyone I know. A woman, specifically. It makes me
think. It is a good teacher.
- Oh yes? she said, slipping his arms. And you, could not you
teach me a few things?
She brushed her lips in a whisper:
- I take the job in five minutes. Time for a quick lesson ...
With these words Brent closed the door of the restroom. Other employees
may well wait five minutes ...

And after the break when Annie would have taken his place in the Father's
Village
Christmas, Brent would see his father for the little conversation they should
have had
long time. Finally, he had to earn him what he wanted in life, and
he now refused to do ...
First, he did not work commercially. He had never wanted
embark on this career. Then he loved Annie, and he hoped to impose
to his family.
At twenty-eight, it was high time that he put things straight. And even if
his father was there to say!
With a light touch, Brent fingers traced like a trail of fire on the
Annie back. She might as well stay forever, snuggled in her arms.
But they had agreed on a simple adventure.
This decision would also have to fill: she had shared so many moments

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Brent wonderful with much more than she had ever dreamed. From all this,
She should have been grateful. She should be happy.
And anyway, she really had a choice? A new life was waiting for
New York.
Yes, she should thank his lucky star. But still, she felt
sad.
- What are you thinking about? Does he whispered in her ear.

- Oh, nothing very important to! she replied, smiling. Hold me in your
arms,
please.
The face nestled in her neck, she took refuge in the sweetness of the
moment.
Sensing perhaps sadness, Brent tightened his grip. Trembling with desire,
she pressed against him. He placed a light kiss on his forehead and ran his
lips on his temples, his ear, his neck. She shivered under the caress
innocent and bold with her kisses and her tongue. His heart pounding, she
felt melt into a soft fullness.
- Brent ... she does murmured.
- I know.
He understood it. She was sure now. They were already so complicit
it seemed to be like an open book to him. She loved him so much!
- You wait for me after work?
- Honey, of course I'll wait. Do you really able to get rid of
me that easily?
She smiled.
- What is your secret? he asked, stroking his cheek. You're so sweet,
so adorable and yet you Chavires me completely.
- Ah! This is my charisma, no doubt, she replied in a tone perky.
Yet she had a heavy heart: he had exactly describe the feelings
she felt. This perfect agreement worth more erotic caresses.
- Mmm. Yes, that must be it.

Closely entwined, they abandoned themselves to each other, but soon,

Brent
stepped aside.
- The five minutes are up, it does murmured, framing her face with her
hands. It is time to return to work.
He punctuated this call to order a light kiss on the tip of his nose.
Annie nodded while silently cursing the inventor of the clock. His eyes
misted with tears. In a few days she would leave for New York, to a
new life, a better life.
But could it be truly happy alone, without Brent?
A thud startled.
Blows on the door. Brent frowned. Someone drummed
desperately. This time, it was really time to go back to work.

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He stood up with a sigh. Confused, Annie adjusted her dress and her hair
and pretended
to be passionate about reading an old magazine. Suppressing a smile,
Brent
opened the door.
Paul, Father Christmas, burst into the room. Pale, shaky, he looked
particularly bad shape. Annie got up right away and helped him sit down.
- What was there, Paul? What's wrong?
- I ate something that did not happen, I believe, mumbled in a voice

off. At least I hope that's it. But that's not the worst! Throughout the
store, panels promise Santa's back for 20 hours, then
I do not even know if I'll still be in this world, in this hour! he moaned
dropping her head on his lap. You might as well shoot me
on.
Brent took one look at Annie. He guessed her dilemma. Certainly this poor
Paul
was not able to work, but on the other hand, it should not disappoint
Children ...
- Well, he said in a determined tone. Will put you to bed I hope your
costume
padded, because it is a little too big for me. It is not contagious, your
microbe, at least?
Agape, Annie watched him undress. Paul raised his head slightly.
- You're not going ...
- But yes. Come on, give me your strength. Tonight, Santa, that's me!
Brent took great pleasure in performing this replacement: three hours spun
without his noticing. Upon leaving, Annie found the large
conversation with a boy who was explaining the benefits of the sled
motorized, and it's just if he paid attention to the young woman when she
came
whisper she had finished her day and she saw him the next day.
At closing time, far from being tired, Brent felt transported
joy. This week he was going to surprise discovery: first Annie,

then the spirit of Christmas ... and soon, the reaction of her father in the
conversation he
was going to have with him. But above all, he had to make a detour to the
radius
jewelry store and buy a diamond for his dear little imp ...
- My case is hopeless, Faith, Annie sighed. Absolutely hopeless.
That was an understatement. Brent occupied all his thoughts to the point
of becoming a
obsession. She could not get him out of his mind, his passion
perspired through every pore of his skin, he was part of herself. Yes,
really, it was hopeless.
Faith snuggled into the couch cushions and uncapped his soda bottle.
- I fully agree with you. In fact, it has happened to you something
today? Does she quipped.
Annie ceased to come and go and gave him a nasty look.
- What do you think?
A finger on the cheek, Faith frowned and nodded.
- Well, well ... Let me think. Would it Brent, are you?

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- Ah ah. What insight!
- Tell me what's wrong. Everything happens for the best of you, right? You
got
what you wanted. Mission accomplished. Point.

- The problem is that my plan worked too well.

Faith took a sip and leaned on the arm of the couch.
- Is that so? What has happened?
Annie licked his lips. She felt the color rising in her cheeks.
- I think I'm falling in love.
Faith laughed, while Annie, outraged, planted himself in front of her, hands
on
hips.
- Hey! Will I have fun with your love life, me?
- Oh, Annie, I'm sorry. It's just that you do not teach me much.
- What do you mean? she asked, frowning.
- Well, I have not waited until now to realize thy
feelings for Brent. I knew from the other day, merely seeing you together.
Between you two, it's serious ...
Annie could not deny the obvious: she had been foolish to fall in love
Brent. A Carrington! She could hardly believe it, and so much wanted to be
wrong! Everything happened so fast ... But from the outset, they had been
on the same
wavelength. This intense complicity left no room for doubt:
Brent was with her life she wanted to do.
- A more serious question now went Faith: what do you do?
Taking a deep breath, Annie stood up to regain some composure.
- I see only one possibility. But I probably wrong to take that risk.
After all, maybe he does not like me.
She bit her lip at the thought of such a hypothesis.

- Annie, what do you mean exactly?

- Well, you know I care greatly to this work in New York, but a
other side, Brent has a lot to me. I want to give a chance
our link. Or try, at least.
She sighed and ran his hand through his hair. Brent was worth the
sacrifice,
she was sure. Because he loved her, too. Oh! As she would have liked to
say for sure!
- I plan to keep my job in Bishop, she will let go.
Faith's eyes widened, staring over the shoulder of Annie.
- Are you sure of what you say?
Recognizing the expensive deep voice Brent Annie whirled abruptly.
- Oh! Brent! How are you?
Since when did he get? Was he surprised their entire conversation?
- I interrupt you?
- No, no!
- The door was open, so I walked.
Annie let out a sigh of relief. Good! He had perhaps not heard everything

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! Nothing in the world she wanted to tell her the intensity of his feelings
for him. At least not before it was certain to be loved in return.
But soon, the first question of Brent returned to him. Eyebrows
frowning, she stared at him intently.

- When you came, why did you ask me if I was sure of what I was saying
?
- I just wanted to know if you wanted to stay in Bishop.
Annie felt his stomach clench with anxiety. And if she had completely
wrong about him? Did he stop there and do not push things more
far?
- The question deserves to be asked, right? he continued. You would
release employment
Your dream to stay in this remote corner? It seems a bit silly, that's all.
- How are you, stupid?
Annie clenched his fists. Now she guessed what he would say. He did not
want
not her, he wanted her to go ...
He took her hands gently. A broad smile appeared on his lips and
soon, she breathed more freely.
- Do not be angry, Annie. It's just that I was wondering why you would
stay here
while I am going to live in Manhattan.
Annie held her breath.
- I beg your pardon? You go away to New York?
Brent shrugged.
- I am planning to leave, indeed. I wish I could follow you there, but ...
He did not finish his sentence. Annie stared at him, speechless. In the blue
eyes
Brent fun dancing a strange glow. Why? What would he say?

Behind her, a fabric rustle drew her contemplation.

- Okay, well, I will not bother you any longer, launched by Faith
rising.
As soon as the door closed on her, Brent opened his arms. Without a word,
Annie
came snuggle. Slowly, he let run a finger along her neck, down to
the cut of her cashmere sweater. Despite the cozy warmth that prevailed
in the room, Annie shuddered. He ran a finger on the lace of her
SUPPORTthroat and stroked her breasts soft and fragrant. The half-closed eyes, she
could not
remember a long throaty groan. She wanted to beg him to access his
desire, but the words choked in his throat. Soon, he teased the tip of
the finger tips of her breasts, snatching a thrill.
- Oh, Brent! she whispered.
- Hmm
She wanted an explanation, the reasons of his departure for New York,
but giddy with happiness, she could not even pronounce a word. Then she
closed his eyes, threw his head back and offered him her lips. He kissed
long time, then ran his mouth down her neck, across her chest.
- This sweater is it you really necessary? Does he whispered.
With a quick gesture she immediately snatched the garment.
- You can even burn it, if you want.
- We will not need to go that far, he replied, laughing.

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He ran his lips on her breasts and with the tip of the tongue, tickled a
nipple
tense. His caresses were born in her a tornado voluptuous sensations
and unbearable. Each kiss, she felt melt with pleasure.
Eager to feel his skin against hers, she took off the jacket of his companion
and dropped to the ground in a leather rustling.
- Take off your shirt, does she ordered unhooking her bra.
He complied and dragged him to the couch. She pressed herself against
him and ran a finger
under the waistband of his jeans.
- You do not need your pants either.
- Well, well! A woman who knows what she wants. I like it.
- Oh yes? And you, what do you want?
- I thought you have already said. It's you I want, he will cast one vote
low. I love you, Annie, and I want to live with you in New York.
He loved her and he wanted to make love to her. Right now. But they were
not in
his apartment, and reason, propriety demanded that control. The
squeezing more tightly against him, he snuggled into his warmth and
stroked
softly. For a few moments, they savored in silence happiness
their privacy. Then he realized he would never be happier with Annie.
She was like a part of himself, soul mate if he had sought

long. With a slight sigh, she slipped from his lap and snuggled against him.
Yet after a few minutes she reluctantly tore at his sweetness
embrace and looked up at him questioningly.
- Why do you leave?
- Because I do not want to get away from you. I do not want to lose you,
Annie. More
Never. At least, if I can do something to prevent it.
He pulled from his pocket a long velvet pouch.
- Merry Christmas, darling ...
Annie's eyes lit up.
- But ... I have no gifts offered to you, me!
- You still have time. There are still a few days before Christmas.
He pointed to the case of a head movement.
- Open therefore your present.
She obeyed: the box contained a delicate heart shaped pendant
hanging from a gold chain.
- Oh, Brent ... What a wonderful gem! You should not have! if it does
exclaimed,
kissing.
- You'll always be in my heart, he said, smiling. And in my bed too,
I hope.
Annie laughed.
- It is not I who seek to contradict you.
But his laughter froze and she bit her lip.
Heavy heart, Brent stared at her with concern. Obviously, it

still doubted the strength of their relationship. He could have sworn that
their love was
reciprocal, but could he be so sure?
- What he does have, Annie?
Sitting up, she pulled away without himself from his embrace.
- It was your idea to leave for New York, it does explained, looking straight
in
eyes. You're not still leave everything like that, on a whim!
- But you did want to live with me, is not it?
- Of course. But your work is here in store. Your whole life is here.

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- I want a new life. With you.
He sighed and kissed the palm of his hand.
- I never wanted to work at Carrington stores. Only my father
so insisted I return to the case that I relented. That is
please him I took business studies. I just had a long
conversation with him this afternoon. He does not fully accept my
decision, but at least he does not object.
- What decision? What do you want to do?
- I want to study law. I feel like a long time. A few months ago,
I have filed nominations from four universities, and all
four accepted me. I plan to go to Columbia University next
half.

- But Columbia University lies precisely in New York ...

- Really? he said in mock surprise.
After a brief laugh, she resumed her serious face.
- The university is it really your favorite?
- Absolutely, it does the reassured.
He pushed a lock of his face and looked into his.
- Annie, I do not want to force you to anything. If you do not feel ready, or
if you do not have
envy ...
- No!
A delicate color mounted to the cheeks of the young woman.
- Well, I mean ... Of course I want to share my life with you. I
thought it went without saying.
- That's what I hoped. From the heart.
But Annie nervously bit her lip.
- And your father? What he does will say about all this? I come from a
much different environment
yours.
Brent burst out laughing without formalize the tone of that last remark.
He knew that deep down, Annie really cared about her relationship with
her father.
- Do not worry. As I've told you, we talked a lot. He knows what
I feel and he understands me. Moreover, it is very impressed by your
success
university and your profession. My father is not someone easy, but it ends

always yielded.
- Well, she said, pressing against him.
He stroked her hair.
- I love you, Annie, it does whispered. I did not realize it before these
recent days, but it's the truth.
- Me too, I love you. Since forever and forever. Oh my God! This is
so incredible, it will added with a sigh of contentment.
- What?
- All my Christmas wishes come true. And Christmas is not here yet!

Brent closed her eyes and held her tighter in his arms the woman who was
illuminate his Christmas ... and his whole life.
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