“You sound so certain.”
“I am certain. I was an idiot. Your brother even told me so. But not anymore. Never again.”
“Noah said you were an idiot?”
“Yes. He called me on Christmas Eve. He said I was an idiot to leave you. He was right. Luce, I know what I want now. I get it at last. I am absolutely sure that you are the one for me. The question is, what do you want?”
“Oh, Dami...”
He watched her, waiting for her answer. His eyes were so bright, full of hope. Full of yearning.
She saw the truth in him then, and she believed. His heart was hers to take.
“Yes,” she answered with total conviction. “You’re the one for me, too. Oh, Dami, there’s no one else, there never could be. I love you so much.”
“Luce.” He opened his arms to her.
She ran to him. He grabbed her close.
The kiss they shared made her head spin and her knees go weak. He was her friend, her prince, her hero, her hot and tender holiday lover. And now, at last, on the day after Christmas, he was giving her the gift she wanted most of all. That gift was his love.
She had his heart and he had hers. Forever belonged to the two of them now. They would claim it hand in hand, together.
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Read on for an extract from THE MAVERICK'S CHRISTMAS BABY by Victoria Pade.
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