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I’d promised Tony that him moving forward did not mean he had to forget. And I was doing my best to keep that promise.
“She’d have already packed her things and moved in without even telling me,” he answered with a joyful laugh. “I would have been the last to know.”
That made me laugh as well. “I really think I would have liked her.”
“You would have loved her.”
“We’ve both loved the same man,” I said with a smile.
Talking about her was so rarely sad anymore. It had turned into something beautiful, and I was so appreciative of that.
“And he loves you.” He lifted the bundle I was in as he searched for my mouth and kissed it hard. “I love you, Ava.”
“I love you too.”
“If you did, you’d move in with me.”
“Fine!” I shouted into the snow-filled void.
We were alone on the street, steps from the restaurant, and my voice echoed in the air.
“You mean it?” He took me in his arms and started spinning us around.
“I mean, I should probably ask Snickers first.”
“Don’t you dare,” he said before pressing another kiss to my freezing cold lips.
“We’re going to get stuck like this,” I mumbled against his mouth.
“We’re not made of metal.”
“But we are magic,” I added, and a mischievous smirk covered his face.
“That we are, babe. That we are.”
The End
Thank you so much for reading this grumpy-sunshine romance! I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. I have loved writing these Fun for the Holidays books! They’ve brought me so much joy and made writing fun again!
There are twelve books now! One for each month of the year. I hope you’ll read them all and then tell your friends to read them too.
Next on the list is one fake dating, enemies to lovers, story you’re going to kick yourself for not reading sooner! FALLING FOR THE BOSS is here and this is your look into it…
JOSEPH
“I’m tired, Joseph.”
Worry instantly filled me. My dad had said those exact three words the night before he was killed, and I never realized how much of a trigger they were until this moment. I pushed back from my desk and walked across the room.
“Are you sick? Are you feeling okay?” I asked before sitting down on the couch next to her and taking her hand in mine.
“I’m fine.” She pulled her hand away and patted my shoulder. “I only meant that I’m tired of being here and not doing anything else with my life.”
I knew exactly what she meant. After my dad had died, it was like a part of her world had stopped turning, and all of the dreams they had shared seemed to evaporate, the way his presence did. At first, I knew it was because she was concerned about the company and all of our employees. She felt an obligation to make sure that no one lost their job and that all of our clients continued singing our praises and recommending us while remaining completely satisfied with our services. With ease, my mother oversaw every detail, caught each oversight, and handled the curveballs that clients threw at us. That became her full-time job until it was clear that she no longer needed to hold on with both hands; Martin Staffing and Management was going to be more than just fine with me at the helm. But by that point, I think my mom had forgotten that she once had dreams of her own. She’d lost her way during the detour my dad’s death had caused, and she had yet to get back on her own road.
It was always part of the plan that I would take over and run the company, but we never intended on it being so soon. Life had taught me that it didn’t follow a script, especially not the ones we tried to write for it. To be honest, I loved what I did, but I would like my mom to have more of a life.
“What are you saying exactly?” I needed to push her or else she’d never get to the point—at least not directly.
