Two Doms for Christmas by Kat Barrett

what has happened in the past two days.”
    “Wow. She has made a deep imprint
on you, hasn’t she?”
    That was an understatement. “Yeah,
she has. When I asked her what was the one thing in life she wanted, she said
to live again. She hasn’t been. I mean, she’s alive, but nothing more. Her
husband took off with her heart and then destroyed her completely when he took
their daughter from her. I want so badly to fix her.”
    Med sat up, spinning his feet
around to sit facing him.
    “Did you sleep there on the
cushion?”
    “I was lying here before the fire
with the dogs. I guess I did. I actually slept really well for the first time
in months. What are the odds of getting a cup of coffee?”
    “I think that can be arranged.” Austin
hated to disturb the dogs, but patted them both on the head. “Let Daddy up.
Uncle Med wants coffee.”
    They both turned to glare at Med as
if understanding exactly what Austin was talking about. With a chuckle, Austin
got to his feet. He went into the kitchen, smiling at the neatly stacked dished
in the drain board. He had observed the same thing at her house. Was this one
of Haley’s habits or something her husband had wanted from her?
    Flipping on the brewer, he grabbed
two coffee pods and inserted one of them. Med sat down at the table, pushing
back his prematurely graying hair. He was only a year older than Austin, but
sometimes he looked much older. “So what did I miss yesterday?”
    “Not much. We got a call from
Bellbrook Condos. They had a major problem with the storm. The idiot who did
their roof messed it up big time, and now they can’t get in touch with him.
Their gutters froze up and ice has gone behind them under the shingles. Once
the sun came out, it started to melt and so far they have six units with water
coming in. I called Marty about getting the gutters repaired. We are going to
have to take a ride over there today to find out how much damage is inside.”
    Nodding, he set the cup on the
table for Med and made himself one.
    “So tell me more about Haley,” said
Med. “Is she interested in me, or didn’t you tell her?”
    “She knows about you. We didn’t
delve into any details. Honestly, I think she would love it. I’m still trying
to get a good feel for her personality though.”
    “Are you sure you aren’t just
jumping into this? You don’t usually do that, but I know you’ve been kind of
depressed.”
    He had though of that himself. “I
don’t think so. This feels really right. There is just something about her. I
haven’t laughed that much in years. I was even sticking my foot in my mouth for
a while. Of course, so was she.”
    Taking a thoughtful sip of his
coffee, he smiled. “I honestly think she needs a strong, level minded Dom to
help her put herself back together. From what she has said, she’s had no one in
her life since her daughter was taken away. I think she has spent the last
three or so years living on autopilot. The only life she has had was through
the imaginary lives of her book characters.”
    “I read a few of her books, or more
aptly did a heavy skim of them. They are sweet, sappy romances. They’re
well-written if you’re into that kind of thing. I just think she could write
with so much more detail if she took things farther.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “The characters are rich and well
portrayed. The settings and scenes are all great and whatever conflict is
presented is brought to resolution. I just think that the sex scenes could be
hotter and more varied.”
    “I can imagine that is harder to do
when you haven’t had sex in a few years.”
    Med chuckled. “I imagine. So what
does she look like?”
    “She’s about five-seven, with light
brown hair that goes just below her shoulders. She had it tucked back behind
her ears, but I imagine it could be styled into something more becoming. She’s
a bit overweight, but you know me. I don’t like skinny. She is very
self-conscious about the spider veins on her