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

by Fae Quin

People can be tricky, slippery things.”

I’d been thinking. A lot. More than was probably healthy.

To say I was surprised when he shared one of his AirPods with me and the filthiest, smuttiest, steamiest gay porn I’d ever heard began to play in my ear would be the understatement of the century.

And suddenly I understood. Jeremy Collins had a crush. On Bubba. Oh lord.

OH MY G O D

We make mistakes, sure. But we all deserve to be loved.”

“Everyone I’ve ever loved has left me,” I told him, because he needed to know.