All I Want For Christmas Is You - Vi Keeland Page 0,57
to the question, Per grinned. “Per. And you’re Nola.”
Nola’s smile widened. “I am.”
Per reached into the back seat for her overnight bag, leaving mine directly next to it, causing me to roll my eyes.
“You could get mine,” I suggested.
“I could,” Per agreed. “But then how would I offer my free hand to your lady?”
Giving an exaggerated roll of my eyes again, I reached into the back seat for my own bag.
I arrived at the top of the walkway that led into the house just in time for my brother to introduce my mother and father.
“Mom, this is Nola. Nola, this is my mother and father, Maja and Albin,” Per said.
My mother started to cry. “Oh, I hope that you stay with him. You’re so beautiful.”
My mom wasn’t lying.
Nola truly was beautiful. When I looked at her, I saw a woman that would make the prettiest babies. A woman that I’d wake up to in the morning and be in awe at the sight of her laying on the pillow next to me.
I wanted that.
I couldn’t wait to have that.
Was it too soon to ask her to marry me?
The thoughts must’ve been going through my head and were visible and plain to see on my face, because my father started to grin.
My father and my mother had gotten married within a month of knowing each other. They called it calf love. That instant connection between two people that can never be recreated with another.
I wasn’t sure why it was called calf love. It was just something that my parents had always said.
But for some reason, that was the term that I was using when I thought about the woman now standing in my other brother’s arms.
“I’d love to be able to hold my own girl,” I murmured to Mikael.
Mikael batted his eyelashes at me. “You had her all the way here.”
Nola looked at me over her shoulder, her eyes shining with mirth.
“Can we go inside?” Johan shivered. “My entire body seems to be one solid icicle. We’ve been out here for fifteen minutes waiting for them to arrive.”
“Maybe you shouldn’t have cheated and looked at the app,” I suggested. “Maybe you should’ve waited for me to pull up like a normal person and then come outside when my car showed.”
My brother wrinkled his nose. “Now why would I want to do that?”
We all entered into the house then, and Nola gasped at the sight of all the candles.
I looked at all the candles myself, seeing it through another person’s eyes for the first time.
All the candles had always been a normal thing for Christmas around my house. The hundreds that lined the shelves, walls, and every available flat surface did look quite intimidating.
But at least they didn’t all smell differently.
As it was, my mom typically chose to stick to the unscented ones to avoid overwhelming everyone with her typical Swedish traditions of decorating in candles.
“This is absolutely gorgeous!” Nola gasped as she looked around the house. “I feel like I’m in a fairy tale!”
That’s when my mother took hold of her hand and started leading her around the room, showing her everything that had become a tradition since the four of us were babies.
“She’s hot as…” Per said just as my father tossed him a ‘you better not say it’ look. Per grinned, looking unrepentant. “Hot as all get out.”
“She’s beautiful,” my father agreed. “Your brother said you met her at the gym?”
“I did.” I paused. “Kind of? I actually met her when I started to deliver to her address one day. Per called in sick like the little bitch that he is, and we were scrambling to get stuff delivered due to the holidays. So I offered to do the shift one day… and ran into her.”
“And then he started picking up the shift every chance he had time just so he could deliver to her address, make moon eyes at her, and then dream about her for the rest of the night.” Johan chortled.
“What are you all laughing at?” my mother asked, soft-spoken as always.
“We were laughing about the fact that your son,” my father said cheerfully. “Has met himself a nice woman that he would like to spend…”
“Dad!” I called out, interrupting him. “I haven’t even told her yet!”
Dad rolled his eyes. “Well do it already so I can tell your mother.”
With that, he caught Per and Johan by the heads and tugged them with them to the other room.