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    small world (working title) – Chapter 20

    “Ohmygod! This is fucking awesome! Thank you.” She scoots forward, wrapping her hand around Harper’s neck, pulling her into a deep thank you kiss.

    “You’re welcome.” Harper’s spine is tingling from the kiss.

    She watches as Shane gives the suit a full once over before standing and holding it up to herself. She smiles at Harper, her green eyes sparkling, “I can’t wait to use it.”

    “I can’t wait to see you in it.” Harper teases. “Ok, I have one more thing that goes with it.”

    “No way, you’re breaking the rules.” Shane says sitting back down. “We agreed to give one gift tonight.”

    “Rules were meant to be broken.” Harper smiles.

    Shane puts on her best stern face shaking her head no and wagging her finger.

    “Oh come on! You know you want it.” Harper says pressing her lips against Shane’s neck.

    Shane raises her eyebrow and smirks, “Alright… maybe just a little.” She relents.

    Harper motions for Shane to stand up.

    “Eye’s closed.” Harper leans in for a quick kiss, “And no peeking.”

    “Ok.” Shane covers her eyes for the second time that night. Once again she listens. Her hidden eyes squint at the sound of a very long zipper being undone. For the life of her she has no idea what it could be.

    “Merry Christmas Shane.” Harper says.

    Standing before Shane is a brand new custom surfboard. The shocked expression on her face is priceless and all that Harper needs, to know Shane loves it. Slowly she steps toward the board letting her fingertips travel along its surface. “It’s beautiful.” Her voice is quiet and stunned. She moves closer to inspect the graphic on the nose of the board. Her fingers trace over it as her eyes follow. “This is fucking awesome.” Her voice is still quiet, still stunned. She moves her eyes to Harper for a moment. “Did you do this?” Harper nods her head yes as Shane goes back for another look. “I love it… it’s perfect!” She runs both hands over the design Harper came up with. It’s probably the first surfboard in history to have a pair of haircutting shears on it.

    “I’m glad you like it… I was a little nervous.”

    “Nervous? Are you kidding me? This is so cool.”

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