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. Toopresumptuous? Curt snorted. Hardly.You read me just right. He grewsober, looking into Oscar s eyes as he stroked himself a fewtimes and slid the condom on. I ll go slowly.I don t want tohurt you, and if at any time, you don t feel okay about this,I ll stop.Deal? Yes. That time didn t come, because with a little gentlepreparation and ample time for adjustment, Oscar felt veryokay with it, with all of it.From the first stretch and burn, toevery stroke and every strike of that spot within him, the onethat made him see stars.They looked into each other s eyesthroughout, until their orgasms forced them shut, until theirshouts made a critter wandering across the deck pause andsniff the air for danger.They crawled under the covers together and dozed onand off, Curt caressing Oscar s thighs, abdomen, chest, andshoulders, seemingly unable to get enough of touching theman.The idea that he had reduced his hero to a42 Winter Rescue " Dawn Kimberly Johnsonwhimpering, delirious mess, made Curt s chest swell.Heslept.He wasn t sure how long, but when he woke, Oscarwas watching him and smiling. Hey, Mr.Knutzen. Curt blushed and grinned shyly as he stretched. Hey,yourself, Mr.Nylund. It s almost time to head back to your family s place fordinner. Oh? Curt said, coming awake suddenly.He hoppedout of bed, hissing at the chilly air. Sorry, Oscar said, I should have turned up theheater, huh? We were fine earlier, generating our own heat, Curtsaid, chuckling as he searched for his clothes.He paused,looking uncertainly at Oscar. What? Shower? Oscar s smile practically lit up the room. This way. s they were drying each other off, the phone rang. I got it, Oscar said, dashing back into theAbedroom.Curt grinned at his retreating backside andhairy legs.He heard Oscar say, Hello, and then hewent back to vigorously drying his hair.It wouldn tdo to show up at his parent s place with wet hair.He couldhear his mother now: You know better than to travel in this43 Winter Rescue " Dawn Kimberly Johnsonweather with a wet head.You ll catch your death! Or, worseyet: Why did you need to take a shower anyway? What wereyou up t followed closely by a blush and a mumbled, Never mind. Curt laughed to himself and entered the bedroom,where the look on Oscar s face stopped him cold. Mom, I have something planned for New Year s&.No, Ican t change it. His eyes met Curt s. You re right.I won tchange it. Curt s eyes widened, and he skulked over to the otherside of the bed to retrieve his clothes. I m not interested in meeting the Carmichaels niece&.I don t know.Tell her the truth: I ve met someone, and I dlike to spend it with him&.Yes, him. Curt s back was to Oscar as they sat on opposite sidesof the bed, but he suspected Oscar could probably feel thebroad smile on his face. I know that s how you feel, sir. Oh, his father now.Worried, Curt bit his lip.Maybe Ishould have dressed in the living room. Know that I love you both and believe you love me.When you work your way through this and come to yoursenses, I ll be happy to spend some time with you.MerryChristmas.I ll call you on New Year s Day. Oscar hung up and began getting dressed withoutanother word. Are& are you okay, Oscar? 44 Winter Rescue " Dawn Kimberly JohnsonHe turned to look at Curt. Better than I ve been in along time.How would you feel about me spending New Year swith you? I d love that, but you ll be here, and I ll be back in SanDiego. Oscar knelt across the bed, and Curt met him halfwayfor a kiss. I d fly out for you. Just to kiss me at midnight? Curt grinned wickedly. You bet your sweet ass I will. itting on the floor of the Knutzens living room, Oscarhad allowed the children to wrap him in a variety ofSdiscarded Christmas paper from unwrapped gifts: hisright arm in metallic blue, his left in white with littleSantas on it, both legs in hideous poinsettia wrap, and shinygold paper on his head, twirled into a point. Here, you forgot this, Curt said, sticking a red bow onthe end of Oscar s nose and sending everyone seven andyounger into a fit of giggles. You get to unwrap him, Uncle Curt, Loretta said, He syour gift. Loretta! George admonished. Yes, Daddy? Uh& never mind. 45 Winter Rescue " Dawn Kimberly JohnsonEveryone burst into laughter, even George, eventually. What s so funny? Rosalie asked, looking around.A little while later and bearing two glasses of red wine,Curt joined Oscar on the floor by the Christmas tree. Merry Christmas, Oscar said, clinking his glassagainst Curt s before taking a sip. Same to you. Curt took a sip, savoring it and thewarmth that spread through him as he watched the lightstwinkling on the tree.He looked around the room at hisfamily: his mother in the kitchen directing his brothers incleanup, his sisters collecting any toys he d brought the kidsthat the children weren t currently trying to destroy, hisfather on the front porch with George smoking two of the finecigars Curt had brought him.It was good to be home, andhe, once again, regretted not taking more time off, time tospend with his family and with the man on his left.Heturned to look at Oscar, who appeared lost in pleasantthoughts as he swirled the dark liquid in his glass, watchingthe light from the fireplace play off it. Thank you, Oscar, Curt said.His hero looked into hiseyes and smiled. Thank you for finding me and bringing meback to these lunatics. You re welcome, Curt, but I have to thank you too. Curt frowned in confusion. For what? For setting me free. They smiled and leaned in for a kiss, which waspunctuated by Oooohs from young and older alike.46 Come home for holiday romance.Get the whole package of stories athttp://www.dreamspinnerpress.com About the AuthorDAWN KIMBERLY JOHNSON is a graduate of MarshallUniversity in Huntington, West Virginia, where she grew upand still lives.For eight years she worked as a copy editor ata daily newspaper before heading west to Oregon in search ofadventure.After eight years there, five of them good, shereturned home where she is trying to regain her health andstill hoping for the best.Visit her LiveJournal at http://dawnkj63.livejournal.com/.You can contact her at KimsWritingAgain@yahoo.com. More Daily Doseand Advent Calendar packageshttp://www.dreamspinnerpress.com CopyrightWinter Rescue ©Copyright Dawn Kimberly Johnson, 2011Published byDreamspinner Press382 NE 191st Street #88329Miami, FL 33179-3899, USAhttp://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/This is a work of fiction.Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of theauthors imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead,business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.Cover Art by Paul Richmond http://www.paulrichmondstudio.comThis book is licensed to the original purchaser only.Duplication or distribution via any means isillegal and a violation of International Copyright Law, subject to criminal prosecution and uponconviction, fines, and/or imprisonment.This eBook cannot be legally loaned or given to others.Nopart of this eBook can be shared or reproduced without the express permission of the Publisher.Torequest permission and all other inquiries, contact Dreamspinner Press at: 382 NE 191st Street#88329, Miami, FL 33179-3899, USAhttp://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/Released in the United States of AmericaDecember 2011eBook EditioneBook ISBN: 978-1-61372-310-4
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