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“I do. Don’t ask me why, I find you utterly infuriating and a stone-cold bitch for playing with my friends’ feelings, but for some cursed reason, I actually do care if something happens to you, Ashley.”
“So…” Nate broke the silence, seemingly totally comfortable despite the rips in his shirt literally exposing his skin to the frigid air. “Do you wanna build a snowman?”
The build a snowman part got me! Lol
“You’re wrong,” Nate said quietly as I stalked back across the frozen ground toward the house. “Carly isn’t your only friend.” He gave me a long look as I glanced over my shoulder, then shifted his gaze away. “Royce is still your friend… He’s just scared shitless of hurting you.”
I love Royce!
“Merry Christmas, Ash.” Those three words, that voice I’d thought I might never hear again—it damn near killed me. A sob ripped from my chest, and I threw myself forward, no longer in control of my own actions. Thankfully, he caught me, his strong arms wrapping around me like he was made to hold me. I sobbed into his chest, now utterly sure I was hallucinating, and he just stroked my hair as he chuckled with a sound so warm, rich, and real. So…Heath.
I literally was shocked! 🫢
“If they don’t all get the matching pajamas,” Nate muttered quietly as he appeared beside me with a fresh coffee in hand, “I’ll start a riot.”
Love how their relationship was building and their banter
“Have you always been this short?” I was just in socks, having gotten out of bed to say farewell to my dad, but I didn’t exactly wear heels every day. “I’m not short, you ass. I’m average height.” According to Google, five foot three was perfectly average, but when Nate was a whole foot taller…yeah, it did feel pretty short. “You’re short as fuck, Ashley.
Felt this because I’m only 5’0 inches tall.. my husband is 6’0 so we’ve had this discussion lol 😂
“Short and light. Makes for a shitty gatekeeper, Layne.”
🤣
“Did you…did you just nearly kill yourself trying to change a lightbulb, Sir Carter?” His answer was just another pained groan. “I think I pulled a muscle,” he admitted pitifully. “The chair slipped while I had one foot up on the counter, and I think I just did the splits. My body isn’t made to do the splits, Spark. It hurt.”
🤣🤣 the split part
