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Me: I’ll be home tomorrow morning. You’ll never spend Christmas Day alone again.
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Me: Angel, we’re running a little late. I’m sending a car to pick you up so you can meet me at the airport. It’s about an hour from home, but it’ll put us on the right side of town to head to my mom’s house.
My fingers drumon the armrest.
I don’t want to go to my mom’s for our family Christmas. I want to go straight home and bury myself inside my wife.
But this holiday has only ever been bad for her, and I need to change that.
She never mentioned her early childhood, before her father died. But based on everything she’s told me about her mom, I can’t imagine she did a real great job of playing Santa to little Valentine.
My Valentine.
I’m going to throw the biggest fucking Valentine’s Day party she’s ever seen.
And if she’s not pregnant by then, I’m going to stuff her so full she’ll have fucking twins.
Angel: Who will all be there?
Angel: I only have one present for your mom.
Angel: And it’s not wrapped because your stupid bachelor ass doesn’t have wrapping paper.
Angel: And I don’t even know if she’ll like it.
I grin at her name-calling.
Me: Valentine.
Me: She just wants us. Leave the gift at home.
Angel: I can’t show up empty-handed.
Me: We’ll have her over. Now go get dressed. I want you ready with a kiss for me when I land.
CHAPTER75
Val
I drummy fingers on the center console.
Dominic was supposed to land ten minutes ago, but this snow is slowing him down. And from this spot, parked with the back of the SUV to the back of the airplane hangar, I can’t see anything.
Well, other than the two men standing outside the vehicle with visible holsters at their sides.
They both drove me here, but when they parked, they got out and told me to get in the passenger seat. Apparently Dom will be driving us to his mom’s house. Guess it figures that all these guys have families they’d like to be with, too.
I fiddle with the edges of my oversized red flannel button-down.
This is my Christmas outfit.
It’s not fancy, but I wore it last year when I left the house to go get takeout, and I want to wear it this year and fill it with good memories.
It’s stupid.
They’re just clothes.
