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Noel scoffed. “I’m not sure about that.”

“I teach a class,” the bear shifter woman said. “I offer online classes also. And I love to talk with fellow bakers, take a card!”

“Oh, I don’t have—”

“We’ll take it,” I said, and I grabbed the card from her.

Once we said our goodbyes, Noel looped his arm back into mine. “Garrick, I don’t have a computer or money to do online classes. Or any of the supplies to make cookies like that. Those techniques require specific tools.”

“Mate, my pack has a full computer lab and any funds you need to purchase supplies. If this is something you’d like to do, then we can find a way.”

“I—I don’t know what to say. I’ve never been able to do things like that for myself.”

“Get used to it, mate. I’m going to spoil you.”

He grinned. “As long as you let me spoil you, too.”

“Mate, you already have.”

Chapter 13

Garrick

Noel snuggled into my arms, and I held him tight as the two of us cuddled on the couch. The TV was off, and the only sound in the place was the crackling of the fire. The lights twinkled and danced, making shadows on the wall. Noel let out a contented sigh, and I rested my cheek on top of his head, letting my fingertips trail over his biceps as I held him.

“You know, what could make this better?” I said.

“I don’t think there’s anything that could be better than this,” Noel said. He sounded tired, but in a way that came from having an incredible day. I agreed with him. Mostly.

How far my mate had come from the scared, shaking omega that I had encountered on that first night.

“I was just thinking that it’d be nice if we were upstairs in the bed instead of here on the couch. We could be snuggled and warm and naked.”

He laughed. “I could be naked here.”

“That is an idea.”

Neither of us made any move to get undressed, though. The festival had been a lot of fun, but we were exhausted. As much as I wanted to take my mate to the bed and worship his body, I was perfectly content to just hold him. I was happy whenever he was in my arms, and I was reluctant to move since we were so comfortable. We would regret it though, if we slept on the couch like this. Tomorrow we would be packing up and driving home, neither of us needed to do that without a good night’s sleep.

“If we were upstairs, we wouldn’t be able to see the tree,” he said.

“I can cut another one down. We’ll put it in the bedroom.”

I sensed his smile even before he said the words. “That’s a good idea. Multiple trees, one for every room of the house.”

I chuckled. “You and my mom will get along just fine. She decorates for every holiday. We have totes of decor in the basement that I have to haul up each season, and each season she adds more to it.”

“I bet the pack loves it.”

“They do. I love it. The whole pack has worked together to build or make custom decorations. The main pack tree is always filled with homemade ornaments made by the school-aged pups.”

“This is the first time I’ve ever decorated a tree,” Noel said.

My heart ached for him. Never again would he miss out on the little things in life. We would decorate for every holiday from here on out. We would become one of those families that kept their tree up year-round if that was what he wanted. “You did a fantastic job.” If he wanted, I’d get him one of those enormous skeletons that we could dress for different occasions.

“Thank you for this tree, Garrick. You picked a perfect one. It’s beautiful.”

Both of us stared at the glowing tree that sat next to the fireplace. It really was beautiful.

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