Page 462 of Ruthless Court

“He did not.”

“He sent me to his office.”

She covers her face.

I wrap my arms around her.

This time she lets me.

Her forehead hits my chest.

“You're insane.”

“Yeah.”

“You cannot say future father-in-law to my father.”

“Already did.”

“I hate you.”

“No, you don't.”

Her arms slide beneath my coat and around my waist.

There she is.

I lower my mouth to her hair.

“I missed you.”

Her grip tightens.

“I missed you too.”

“So can I stay?”

She pulls back enough to look up at me.

“How long?”

“Christmas.”

“Christmas Day?”

“If you'll have me.”

Her expression softens completely.

Then she rises onto her toes.

I meet her halfway.

The kiss is warm.

Familiar.

Home before I have any right to think the word.