You Can Count On Me (Christmas Daddies, #2)

by Fae Quin

“I love how strong you are. How capable. How trustworthy. I’ve never been able to rely on someone the way I do with you. You make me feel safe. You make me—” I stuttered out a sob. “You make me feel whole. Like I’m not broken at all.”

“Triles. You know. Trent and Miles smooshed together. It’s your ship name.” Bubba stared at us like we were stupid. “How do you not know this?”

“Who else ships Triles?” he asked curiously. “Uh, like the whole planet?” Bubba continued to stare at him, unamused.

I caught the money exchanged, and the whispers of “I told you so” between brothers, and Trent’s resulting flush before the pile of cash ultimately ended up in my son’s pockets. Apparently the whole world shipped Triles after all. And Bubba had won the bet about when we’d get together.

Love was patience. Love was imperfection. Love felt like…falling knowing there was somewhere soft to land.