All I Want For Christmas Is You - Vi Keeland Page 0,36
wedding.”
“There won’t?” I asked.
Reid stared down at me. “I don’t want to wait a year. Do you?”
My heart. Honestly, I couldn’t withstand another romantic word out of his mouth or I’d expire on the spot. “No. I don’t want to wait.”
“Oh, but—”
“You heard them,” Dad interrupted Mum, taking her by the shoulders and physically steering her toward the door. “Now let’s go make the breakfast. I’m sure everybody needs sustenance after all the excitement.”
Annie trailed at the back of Mum still discussing wedding plans.
Reid pulled me in tight to his side and kissed the side of my temple. “Have I mentioned lately how much I appreciate your dad?”
“He is wonderful.” I covered Reid’s chest, his heart, with my hand. The engagement ring sparkled in the light. “And so are you.”
“Best Christmas ever,” Reid murmured, eyes hot with love and desire.
“Best Christmas ever,” I agreed. “Can’t wait to celebrate on our own tonight.”
“Oh dear God.” Patrick groaned, reminding us he was still there. “I’m in pain. Physical pain. New rule.” He wagged his finger at us. “When I’m in the room, we will all pretend that yours is a spiritual union in name only.”
Reid shook with laughter at my side. “Really?”
“I will end you,” Patrick warned. “If you break this rule, I will end you.”
Chuckling, I teased, “What if I break the rule? I mean, technically, I was the one who just reminded you that your best friend is bonking your wee sister.”
Patrick cut me a wounded look. “Too soon, Ev. Too. Damn. Soon.”
“Aw fine, fine.” I hurried toward my brother to give him a reassuring cuddle. “I’m a nun and Reid is happy to spend a long, sexless life with me. Okay, sweetie, that better?” I patted his back.
“Yes,” he grumbled like a little boy. “Much.”
“Good news, though.” I pulled back and gave him a tender smile. “You can rest easy knowing your best friend found a woman who loves him for who he is. And your wee sister found a man who treats her like a queen. That’s a nice Christmas present for a big brother.”
“Aye,” he nodded, a little gruff now. “Aye, it’s a pretty good Christmas present.”
“You should have invited your receptionist for Christmas breakfast and then we’d all be in on the joy.” I winked.
“Oh that’s right, Ev, tell the whole world.”
“That Doctor Munro is hot for his younger receptionist? Yes, yes, I will tell the whole world.”
Reid laughed at our backs, and Patrick cut him a filthy look. “Remember, the best man does a speech at the wedding,” he warned.
“I have no secrets from Ev.”
“But you do from Annie.”
That wiped the smirk off my fiancé’s face. Reid reached for me, pulling me toward him. “Okay, stop baiting your brother, Ev.”
It was my turn to laugh. “Oh, this is going to be so much fun.”
Really.
Best. Christmas. Ever.
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To my siblings, Jane was a friend. A pseudo-sister, the girl we grew up with.
To me? She was everything.
Our passion consumed us.
When our world fell apart, I thought our love would be the thing that held us together.
She was the love of my life. But she abandoned me when I needed her most.
And I'll never forgive her.
For years I've been planning my revenge against the people who took everything from me.
Jane won't be an exception. I'm coming for her.
She knows it.
She says she wants to help me serve my version of justice on the people who hurt me.
I'll let her.
She probably thinks it will save her from me.
It won’t.
BLACK TANGLED HEART - AN EXCERPT
Determined not to let him see how much he affected me, I glared up at him. He’d only have to touch me, hold my hand, to realize I was trembling. His face was so familiar. His lips were lips I’d thought I’d kiss for the rest of my life. Why did the pain of it never dull? Why did it still feel like a shard of glass through my chest? “Did you leak those tapes of Foster Steadman to Asher’s mom?”
Something menacing flashed in his eyes before he banked it. “And if I did?”
“Are you being smart, Jamie?”
“Are you asking out of concern for me or for your billionaire boy toy?”