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Christmas Day
“Families spend Christmas day together,” I teased as we walked up the steps to Reid’s townhouse. Well, Reid and Owen’s townhouse. My helmet under his arm, my cheeks still feeling the slight sting from the wind.
It was a short ride over, but I loved riding on the back of Sebastian’s bike. My arms wrapped around him. His hand on my thigh at the four stoplights it took to get here.
“Owen and I are on speaking terms, but fuck, Ember.”
I giggled. “You’ll survive. Besides, if you’re going to be in the wedding, you have to be in the same room for more than a few minutes.”
Sebastian shrugged, sexy as ever, and leaned in, lips brushing mine. “If we leave early, I bet I can make you come at least five times, maybe six.”
I shoved him back playfully. “Twice will have to do for now.”
“I love watching you come, baby girl. Motivation.”
My laugh filled the air. Snow fell, just a few fluffy flakes that landed on my eye lashes. “You do not need any moremotivation. If you haven’t noticed, you’ve been doing pretty damn well on the field.”
“That’s because you’re there at every home game, baby girl. And after.” He raised his eyebrows. “Motivation.”
The lights around the door twinkled, and in that moment, I had never been so thankful for all the things that brought me here.
Brought us here.
The good and the bad.
Because without the bad things, we might never appreciate and hold onto the good things with all we’ve got.
Sebastian leaned in, and kissed my nose. “Ok, Ember, let’s go be a family. It is Christmas, after all.”
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TOUCH ME DOWN
SERENA
“What do you mean your flight was canceled, Kellan?” The North Carolina air, not quite stifling, but enough that I really wanted my iced coffee, but the damn line hadn’t moved in three minutes.
“That’s why I’m calling, Serena,” Kellan Thorne, my boss and owner of Fortress Sports Agency, and one of the best damn sports agents in the business, growled. And not just because he had multimillion dollar contracts.
Kellan cared for his clients as if they were family, and made sure they not only got the contract, but they were where they wanted to be. Each and every one of our clientswerefamily.
“How’s Peyton and Lena?”
“The baby is adorable, but T.R. is losing his shit because of the delay. Lena and I are having way too much fun messing with him,” he chuckled, but my spider-sense tingled. “It’s weird as fuck having my best friend as my damn son-in-law. And-”
“First vacation in ten years, and you get stranded on a tropical paradise. With your daughter who doesn’t call youdad, and your best friend. And that baby! Grandpa,” I teased as I breathed a sigh of relief as I finally made it to the counter. “Large vanilla iced double shot coconut with a dash of cinnamon.”
Kellan chuckled. “Hold on. T! Peyton won’t even remember if you missed her first swim in the ocean. I’ll lie. And Lena got watermelon. Sorry, T.R. got Lena lunch, and we took Peyton into the water off the deck and he’s freaking out.”
Knowing the two of them as well as I did, I could just imagine how well things were going. I laughed, then remembered he still hadn’t told me why he was calling.
“Kellan-”
“I need you to fly to Savannah, Serena.”
