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Chapter 63

I wake up to the sound of shuffling around, instantly I search for Hardin with my hand, wanting him to make the noise go away. Except he's not in the bed.

With a low pitiful groan, I drag my eyes open and sit up, only to freeze when I see a bright red Santa hat sitting on top of Hardin's head.

Is he having like a early mid-life crisis? I immediately presume, either that or he really does enjoy Christmas.

"What are you doing?" I ask him, my voice full of sleep, I wipe my eyes and frown at him.

"Merry Christmas!" He beams at me like a crazy person, that hat jingling every time he moves. What the hell have I signed myself up for?

"Merry Christmas." I grumble, falling back against the pillows.

"Looks like we've got ourselves a grinch." Hardin comments, and I feel the covers slowly being pulled off of me. I couldn't be bothered to fight it, so I let him take the covers.

The bed dips around my legs. Opening my eyes again, I glance down, seeing him up over my body. What is he doing?

"If you
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