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She loved Derek's expression when he opened the front door on Christmas morning and found his mother and both sisters standing in front of him. Penelope had decided on spending her Vegas winnings on tickets to fly Morgan's family in, knowing that he wouldn't go to Chicago for the holiday season this year. The moment she looked into his very happy and surprised face she knew that this was definitely her best choice for a present. They would only stay for a few days, but still long enough for Morgan to share enough stories of their 'exciting' year.

At some points Penelope wanted to crawl under the table rather than hear him tell another embarrassing story. Especially when it came to their failed Spanish course. And that wasn't even her fault.

Now, on the last day of the year, Penelope found Morgan's copy of her list, with neat lines crossing out everything they had managed to tackle.

It wasn't all done and where it was supposed to be, but with Morgan continuing to giving her very private lessons in cooking in his kitchen, where clothing was optional and her teaching him all she knew about French, they decided to split the list. It was only fair. After all he was by now as much involved as she was.

"You know, I've been thinking that for next year's list … we should spice things up a bit," she heard his distinctive and deep voice coming from behind her. He was standing in the doorway of their – his – bedroom, leaning against the doorframe, wearing only a pair of sweatpants and two wine glasses in his hand.

Penelope looked at him for a moment, taking in the picture in front of her and having a hard time following his words or tearing her eyes away from him. She had by now seen him naked, or semi-naked, more times than she could count, but it still left her speechless every time.

When his words finally sunk in she had to smirk at him for a moment.

"You wanna spice things up, huh?" she asked.

"Yeah, that would only be fair. After all the hard work I did this year to get this done I'll need some sort of incentive for the next one," he answered nonchalantly, swaying inside the room and towards her and the bed. And that was a combination she learned to stay away from if she wanted to get anything done for the day. Her and beds. Because somehow that combination set something off inside him. Something that would result in some very pleasurable hours for her, but also that nothing else would get to be done. He was just that … time consuming. Not that she minded.

"How about we make two lists then?" she offered with a grin. "One for you, as spicy and kinky and incentive as you possibly can come up with, and one for me, with a few real goals for next year."

He looked hurt at her for a moment, but Penelope knew he was just playing with her, before getting onto the bed with her, resting both wine glasses on the bedside table of his side of the bed.

He leaned forward. Instead of kissing her, as she'd expected, his lips found her neck.

"Oh baby, things as 'getting you to come until you can't see straight anymore' or 'making you scream in pleasure so loud even our neighbors eight houses down the road know damn well what we are up to' are real goals," Morgan remarked in a damn cute, nearly whiny voice.

At his ideas of a list she couldn't help but smile. "I think the first thing we got already covered with this year. And the second thing is something I don't necessarily need to achieve," she giggled and moaned at the same time when Morgan increased the intensity of his lips on her throat. And she was sure this would leave a mark.

Never had she thought she would need to negotiate the contents of her new list. But when it came to her boyfriend it seemed like everything was up for negotiation. Definitely something she loved about him. That, plus the knowledge that if he was as determined with her new list as he'd been with the old one she would call herself Penelope Morgan within the next twelve months and 'mom' just a bit later. After all his determination is what got them to this point in the first place.

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