Three Bells, Two Bows and One Brother's Best Friend (Holiday Brothers, #2)

by Willa Nash

It was like a lightbulb had turned on. Stella wasn’t Stella, my friend’s little sister and the tagalong. Stella was Stella. Beautiful. Smart. Charming. Sexy. I liked Stella. Despite the reasons I shouldn’t.

There was no woman as beautiful as Stella Marten. And I’d been a coward for too long. A fool for not acting sooner. Now she was fucking mine.

“All of your midnight kisses are mine. New Year’s Eve or not. You’re mine.”

“How’s the jaw?” Heath shrugged. “Stella kissed it better.”

“It feels longer than a week.” He held me tighter. “Because it was always supposed to be you and me, Stell.”

“Do you believe it yet?” I met his bright eyes. I saw the promise in his gaze. We’d only been together for a week. But this was the week that everything had changed. Heath Holiday was mine. “I believe it.”