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“I know the Cooks.” Nigel’s eyebrows lifted again. “You do? Family friends or something?” More like the parents of the girl I’d almost married when I was too young to know better.
That Damien Barrett jerk-off can get bent.”
He chuckled, just the slightest laugh. Once upon a time, that sound would have had me dropping my panties in about two seconds. It took a lot to make Elias laugh, but when you did, it was like liquid gold.
My heart tried to do something. Start beating again, maybe. Whatever it was, it hurt and I did not like it. Straightening my shoulders, I swallowed back the sensation. Forced it behind a wall of ice where it wouldn’t get in the way.
I took a sip of cocoa to cover up the awkwardness I felt. She did, too. I wondered if this was what it was like to be on a date. If it was, I didn’t think I wanted to date a girl. Ever. Or maybe I did. I was having a lot of confusing feelings.
“How do I look at her?” She wiggled her eyebrows. “Like you want to jingle her bells.” I groaned. “Fine, you want to deck her halls with—” “Stop. No holiday sex puns.” “You’re no fun.”
As much as I wanted him to be a cozy fire on a snowy winter day, he could just as easily be an out of control blaze, and burn my heart to a crisp.
I loved her so much. That was why I wasn’t afraid. I loved her and I loved the child we’d made. This hadn’t been the plan—not even close. But it had happened. And now that it had, I’d realized something. I wanted this. I wanted a family.
Russell kept glaring at me, as if he could read my mind and knew all the things I wanted to do to his daughter. Awkward. But I didn’t let it bother me.
“It’s so romantic, don’t you think? Two feuding families brought together by love?” She sighed. “It’s beyond romantic. I love it so much. Honestly, someone should write a book about it.” “I’d read it.” “Same.
I was floating on a sparkly holiday cloud of happiness, my heart full because I was in love. So in love. And he was in love with me. Best Christmas present ever.
don’t let yourself get too lost in what might have been. You can’t change the past but you can shape your future.”
“The present is a gift,” Dad said. He came over to rest his hand on Mom’s shoulder. “Even when things aren’t going your way.”
I’d hated Christmas because it represented everything I’d wanted and hadn’t thought I deserved. Community, family, love. Now I had all three.
I met Isabelle’s eyes and smiled. My wife, my love. She was everything. She’d saved me from a bleak and empty future and showed me that I could be loved. And it was my job to spend every Christmas, and each day in between, loving her right back.
