“Gloves, hat, scarf, insulated jacket,” she said. “I’m
ready.”

He paused long enough to shoot her a serious look.
“You’re being a great sport about all of this, Christy. Being dragged out in
the cold on Christmas Eve is going above the call.”

She smiled at him, and suddenly he couldn’t seem to
draw a breath. He felt as if he was really seeing her for the first time, and
she was a stunningly beautiful woman.

Izzie rapped on his window.

Her voice was muffled as she urged, “Come on, Daddy.”

The adults exited the car, and as soon as Aaron closed
the door, he looked across the roof at Christy. Her blond hair curled softly
around her shoulders, and her hands were stuffed into her jacket pockets. She
walked up the ramp toward the boardwalk, and Aaron couldn’t help but notice how
nicely she filled out her jeans with soft curves.

He’d realized she had a kind and giving nature; no one
would sacrifice their own Christmas for the sake of a child unless that person
was very special, indeed. But why hadn’t he noticed just how pretty she was? Or
how enticingly her hips swayed when she walked?

“Oh, wow, how pretty!”

Aaron had to smile when his daughter shouted out the
very words that were racing through his head. Of course, Izzie was describing something
totally different.

 

  

This delightful story – plus 13 more – are part of the newest

Christmas Collection called
 

Sweet Christmas Kisses

 

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