If Only In Our Dreams (Christmas Daddies, #3)

by Fae Quin

And when he glanced up at me, grin softer than before, a private, giddy thing, I decided right then and there that I would make him smile like that as many times as I possibly could before he went back home, my dignity and dislike of the holidays be damned.

“That’s okay!” Jane promised, piping up a second time. “We want you. Even if you’re a loser.”

I had a hard time when plans got changed. Had a harder time with surprises, if I was being honest. It would take me a second to wrap my head around the fact that we would not be sitting down for our usual routine tonight.

“Good things are worth hurting for.