Page 30 of Mistletoe Meet Cute

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“Yeah, man. They’re downstairs chillin’. Come on. You need to relax.”

I need something. Not sure if relaxing is it though.

We walk into the restaurant the team booked out for the night and find the rest of the guys already here. “Took you long enough,” Mav laughs as he pushes a plate my way. “You good?”

“Yeah. Just waiting on a text back from Holly,” I admit. “Doesn’t usually take this long for her to answer.”

“You want me to ask Emmie to check on her?” he offers.

Before I can tell him no, my phone vibrates with an incoming text.

Vixen

Hey, Grinch. Sorry, I just saw your message. I was a little busy cleaning up pureed peas from the ceiling.

A picture comes through of Sophie covered in green goop. A giant red bow is wrapped around her head, and Madden is licking her feet... with a bright green scarf wrapped around his neck.

Camden

What did you do to my dog?

Vixen

I made him match his owner.

Camden

You knew Sophie would wear the peas?

Vixen

No, you big Christmas grump. I bought him a Grinch scarf to match you. Only unlike you, he doesn’t hate Christmas.

Okay, maybe when I blow up the picture, I can see how that’s a Grinch scarf, but it’s not like it’s obvious.

Camden

I don’t hate Christmas.

Vixen

You’re welcome.

This woman is infuriating.

She sends another picture.

This one of her and Sophie outside in the snow.

My baby girl is bundled up in a white snow suit and reminds me of that kid fromA Christmas Story. The one who can’t move. Only maybe not as miserable. But even Sophie is just looking at Holly like her pretty nanny has lost her mind.

A second one comes through, and both girls are giggling in this one.

It’s fucking beautiful, and my heart does a funny thing inside my chest... loosens something as I save it to my phone.

Vixen

Have a good game tomorrow. Sophie and I will be watching.

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