Chapter 4

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Christmas Eve

Jackson knew that Mollie was planning something, he just had no idea what. He'd just barely been able to get home, and the thought of seeing her was the only thing he could focus on.

He'd been planning to try like hell to avoid Madison at the house, but when Mollie texted him that Madison was at her boyfriend's ski resort in Aspen and would be gone all week, he was thrilled beyond words. The best part was that since Mollie hadn't known for sure that Jackson was going to be able to get away; she hadn't mentioned it to her sister, and therefore, Madison had no reason to come home early.

When he arrived at the small ranch, he smiled because it was all decked out for Christmas. And he could see Mollie through the window looking into the living room. She was wearing a cranberry-colored velour dress that cinched at her waist. It was all he could see of her, but he didn't have to see her to know that she'd dressed up for him and it was new.

Mollie didn't often buy new clothes, he'd realized- but when she did, it was always for a special occasion.

When she saw him in the window, just jumped up and threw the door open, bounding out to meet him, throwing her arms around his neck and shoulders. He smiled, laughing, and picking her up, twirling her around. He planted kiss after kiss on her lips and her cheeks. He longed to kiss her neck, but he was afraid that if he did, he'd never stop... and he would probably lose control.

But, she was evidently onto him. She kissed him on the lips once more, and then traveled to his neck, planting sweet, but insistent kisses.

She pulled him inside the house and shut the door, locking it behind them.

She pulled him into her bedroom. He'd never been in there before... while he could tell that it wasn't exactly as it had been before, since she'd been away at college- it was still just as he'd pictured it. Lots of books, a lot of them dogeared. Science textbooks, dictionaries, posters of the periodic table and some other science stuff he wasn't sure about. The room was a cheery blue with some other pastels in the bedspread and the floor lamp... it told him that this was the room of her childhood. A part of him wanted to resist what he thought was happening... no matter how much he wanted it... wanted her.

But, she looked at him with her big blue eyes and told him that she had always envisioned their first time happening there.

"You thought that far ahead?" he murmured into her hair.

"Yeah. I mean at the time, I thought it was a pipe dream... but when you told me you loved me... it all became more real."

"Before we do this... do I need..." he was about to ask if he needed protection and she shook her head.

"No. Probably TMI and I'm sorry- but when I first got to college, my cycle got all crazy town and I was all over the place... so the doctor put me on the pill..."

"Sorry about that..."

She laughed. "Not your fault... but isn't it nice that you have one less thing to worry about?"

He coughed nervously. "I wasn't really worried per se... I just was asking..."

Mollie grinned. "Ok." And shrugged.

His eyes took in the dress- the way it hugged her frame. She was relatively short but had sinfully long legs and a teeny-tiny waist. However, she wasn't too thin that he worried about her.

This dress showcased everything he already knew about her body that he liked. But taking her in now, there was something else. While they weren't large, she had small but perky breasts... now, he could see enough of them to make a good call, but before he knew it, the dress was coming up over her head, and she was tossing it on the chair in the corner of the room by her closet.

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