Page 61 of Mistletoe Meet Cute
His words warm something deep in my tinsel-loving soul. “I’m excited to take her to her first Kings game tomorrow to watch her daddy play. The special headphones we needed for her came in yesterday.”
“You sure you want to go?” His rough voice is hesitant, and I hate that.
“I can’t think of a better way to spend Christmas afternoon than Sophie and me finally getting to watch you play the gameyou love.” Even two months ago, that wouldn’t have been true, but now it’s the only reality I care about.
“I don’t know what I’m going to do without you once the season’s over,” he teases.
“I promise you,”—I turn in his arms and circle mine around his neck—“I will help you find the most amazing person to take care of Sophie. But I kind of hope she’s not especially cute. My vote is for an old nanny.”
“I did that once.” He smiles. “Three months later, I was hiring you.”
“Hmm... what about a guy? How about you hire a male nanny?” I lift up on my toes and ghost my lips over his. “I wouldn’t want to claw his eyes out for getting to spend so much time with you both.”
“Hire whoever you want, vixen. You need to be just as happy with him as I am because even when you get a job, I’m not letting you go. Stay with me, Holly. Move in with me. I know I’m an asshole, but I’m your asshole.” Those mossy-green eyes I love beg me to understand what he’s asking in his own way, and he’s worried I won’t.
“Are you sure?” I worry my bottom lip between my teeth.
“Baby, don’t you see? You’re it. You’re everything I never knew I wanted and never thought I deserved to have. You’re good and kind and beautiful. You soothe all the rough edges and make me look forward to coming home in a way I never have. I’m nowhere near good enough for you, but if you’ll let me, I’ll love you every day of your life. You. Just you.”
“Camden...” My breath catches in my throat as my lip trembles. “You love me?”
“More than I ever knew possible.” His big palm gently cups my cheek. “Say yes.”
“Yes.”
Hadley
What are you wearing tonight?
Holly
Black tights and a red sweater.
Hadley
Is it sexy?
Holly
No.
Hadley
Wear something sexy.
Holly
Why? It’s Christmas Eve.
Hadley
Because I just bought a great dress and don’t want to look stupid. Come on, Holls. Do it for me as a birthday present.
Holly
It’s my birthday, not yours. And you were supposed to be buying presents for other people, not clothes for yourself.
Hadley
