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Molly

Waking up to a swaton the ass from Cole is not the most romantic way to be pulled from slumber. Lucky for him, he’s armed with a hot cup of coffee to offset my early morning attitude.

“Why are you so damn chipper? And why are there bags packed by the door? Planning on going somewhere?” I ask as I sip on my coffee and watch Cole pace around the room, grabbing random things and tossing them into another bag.

“You and I are going to get out of here for a little while. The first thing you’re going to do is call Hunter though and tell him you’re taking the job. Then, we’ve got a flight to catch,” Cole comes over and kisses my lips before stealing the cup from my hand and taking a drink.

“Give that back,” I pout. “What do you mean we’ve got a flight to catch? What about work?”

“Work can wait. Cody can handle everything while we’re gone. I am stealing you away for a long overdue vacation.”

Whoa. This is new. I don’t think Cole has ever taken a vacation in the four years I’ve worked for him. Usually, I would protest something so last minute, but Cole seems determined and besides that, what have I got to lose? Some time away may be good, for both of us.

“Okay. I guess I need to pack a bag then,” I take the last drink of coffee and set the empty cup on the nightstand before crawling out of bed.

“Already packed,” Cole says as he hands me my cell phone. “Call Hunter, then shower. Tell him to email the paperwork, we can look over it while we’re gone or when we get back. And make sure he knows you’ll need those two weeks to tie up loose ends and give your current employer notice,” he winks before disappearing into his walk-in closet.

“How much coffee have you had this morning? Did you eat chocolate for breakfast?” I laugh at his retreating form while dialing Hunter’s number.

The phone call takes less than ten minutes, he says he’ll send everything over to me and we schedule a start date for orientation, two weeks from now. By the time I hang up, Cole is stripping out of his clothes and heading into the bathroom. I hear the shower turn on and then he pokes his head out to check on me.

“All good?”

“Yep. All set. He’ll email everything by lunchtime and I’ll meet at their offices on November 26th.”

Cole holds out his hand, “Good. Now, get in here,” he says as I take his hand and he gently pulls me to him. He wastes no time pealing the t-shirt I slept in over my head before carrying me into the shower. “Our flight leaves in three hours, I think that’s just enough time to make you come at least once before we leave.”

“Hmm, I think I like Vacation Cole already,” I mumble against his lips as he wraps my legs around him and slides into my waiting heat.

Epilogue

Cole

Three Years Later