page_339 < previous page page_339 next page > Page 339 Jess raised up on her tiptoes and kissed Jimmy lightly. They came together so naturally, so easily. "Merry Christmas, sugar," he whispered as she drew away. "How much time did you say we have?" she asked breathlessly as he pulled his mouth from hers. She would never get enough of him, never tire of the way his lips came to hers, the way her body seemed to awaken when he touched her. His hands slipped beneath the sweatshirt. "Six weeks pregnant, and you're already borrowing my clothes." "Do you mind?" The smile he gave her as he lifted her off her feet was brilliant. "Are you kidding? I like it, I love it, you look better in that sweatshirt than I ever did or ever will." The doorbell rang, and they both jumped. "They're early," Jimmy said, just a heartbeat behind Jess. Â < previous page page_339 next page >