The Sleight Before Christmas (Holiday Hijinx Book 2)

by Kate Stewart

“I wonder if he took the tree in Triple Falls, too,”

“Just remember when times get hard, when your problems are blinding you, that you’re on a floating planet in the middle of a vast galaxy filled with the unexplainable, and the only thing holding you to it is an invisible force you can’t see.”

But it’s apparent now that Daddy Thatch is in the house, and he’s taking charge. Somehow our children have finally managed to snap the most level-headed parent they have into action—and I’m so fucking here for it. In fact, it’s turning me the hell on. Bring it on, Daddy Thatch.

“Hockey books,” I deliver point blank, palming his shoulder. “Look for hockey books on her Kindle. And whatever you do,” I look between them, “do not let them fuck you with a grapefruit. No matter what they say.”

Bros don’t let bros grapefruit. That’s love I’m giving you.”

“Fuck you and your Voldemort balls,”

“We’ve changed probably half a dozen times in our marriage, and I’ve fallen in love with every single version of you, Serena

“I will earn you, and I’ll fucking take you from the guy who deserves you. I’ll steal you right now from the man who deserves your hand, your heart, your body, your future. I’ll steal your fucking future because I want you that fucking much.”