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Allergic to Christmas

Drake

The gang was gathered at Sicily's, and the smell of coffee and wassail was in the air. Drake breathed in deeply as he leaned against the wall in the kitchen while Sicily prepared a few snacks for the evening. She glanced over her shoulder and smiled.

"What?" Her voice was soft, sexy, inviting.

"Just admiring you. That all right?" He lifted his hand toward his mouth and bit his thumb nail. "You need to gain a little bit of weight, baby. Your butt's shrinking."

Her cheeks turned a light pink, leaving him to chuckle deep in his chest. "Stop it. I'm happy with where I am."

He moved up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, kissing the top of her head as she snuggled against him.

"I love you just how you are too, but I do remember holding on to a little more ass a few months back. Can we work on maybe just putting on ten pounds?" He laughed as she paused what she was doing and huffed.

"Never satisfied!"

"I'm always beyond satisfied by you." He leaned around and kissed her cheek
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