Season's Schemings (Cyclones Christmas, #1)

by Katie Bailey

A hobbit who needs a boyfriend for the holidays. Someone to put that absolute donkey’s ass of an ex in his place…

Seb chucks my chin. “Have you forgotten where we are?” “Oh my gosh!” I squeal, almost sliding off my stool again. “We’re in Vegas, baby!”

“I’m a jealous man, Madelyn,” he whispers in my ear. “So you’ll be wearing my name tonight, or nobody’s.”

Why does my husband have to be so damn sexy? And why does he have to know it? I can tell that he knows how flustered I am, but he seems to take pity on me, because he simply nods. “See you tonight, Mrs. Slater.”

To make a certain someone in the crowd proud that she’s wearing my damn name on her back.

“You look at her like my daddy looks at my mommy. And they’re super happy together. So, I’m going to go with yes. She is lucky to be married to you.”

“You are too much.” But she’s not. She’s exactly the right amount of… everything.

“Well, I’m bringing a new tradition.” Seb shoots me a cheeky grin. “Voodoo cookies for anyone who upsets my wife.”

“We can build a little pillow wall so you don’t come anywhere near me. The Great Wall of Slater. So that no mini Slaters will be made on this trip.”

“Thank you,” I cry into his chest, any embarrassment at my display being drowned by gratitude. His hand tightens on the back of my neck, holding me ever closer. Somewhere in the far, far distance, Dot applauds. “Now, THEY would get a sign that says ‘Live, Laugh, Love.’”

“You deserve to be celebrated, Maddie. Deserve to be praised. Deserve to have all of those people look at you and talk to you with way more respect. And I’m pulling double duty as your husband to help you get everything you deserve.”

“Well, Captain, it’s that… I think I might have accidentally fallen in love with my wife.”