A Partridge and a Pregnancy (Holiday Brothers, #3)

by Willa Nash

If the world was ending, I’d want to be with Tobias. I’d want his arms around me through the scary nights. I’d want his strength to lean on when I felt like collapsing. I’d want his smile to brighten the dark days.

Tobias sat up straighter as I stepped inside. His nightstand lamp was on and a book dangled from his fingers. His chest was bare, all of that glorious muscle on display. His hair was sticking up at odd angles. He looked . . . like my dreamland.

“Are you sure? What about your home? Your family?” I tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “I’m looking at my family. I’m staring at my home.”