Christopher (Mail-Order Brides For Christmas) by Fiona Davenport

Author:Fiona Davenport [Davenport, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-11-01T00:00:00+00:00

6

Winter

The cold mountain air must have gotten to me because I slept like a baby. Then again, it could’ve just been that having sex—repeatedly—took a lot out of a person. Or maybe it was because my body was gearing up for a possible pregnancy after Christopher had filled me with his come over and over again last night. A super important topic he’d somehow managed to avoid talking about this morning, along with why he’d wanted to consummate a marriage he’d previously been so insistent would be temporary.

Instead, I found myself bundled up and in Christopher’s truck shortly after I managed to drag my sore body out of his comfy bed. And after he’d taken me one more time in the shower.

First, he drove me around town to show me the sights. As we passed street signs like Starlight Avenue and Frost Road and stores called Snow Valley Tattoo and Santa’s Workshop Toy Store, I couldn’t help but feel as though my name made me a perfect fit for Snow Valley. After spotting Mistletoe & Sons and then Mistletoe Hardware, I turned to Christopher and said, “With all the stuff named after your family, it really makes sense for you and your brothers to pool your money to buy the town.”

“There’s been a Mistletoe in Snow Valley for more than a hundred years,” he explained, pulling the truck up into a spot in front of the Garland Diner. Any hope I had of talking to him about what happened last night disappeared when he led me inside. The diner definitely wasn’t the ideal place to have a conversation about our marriage since every single person stared at us from the moment we walked in. Not that Christopher did much more than grunt out his order and play with my fingers until our food came. I’d spent my time taking in the holiday decorations and flashing shy smiles at strangers. Luckily, most of the other customers were women because each time I aimed my smile at a guy, Christopher slid closer to me. As it was, I was practically sitting on his lap by the time our meal was finished.

As the waitress was dropping off the check, she finally worked up the nerve to say, “You two look awfully cozy.”

“Of course, we look cozy.” Christopher pushed his plate toward the middle of the table and flung his arm over my shoulder. “Winter is my wife. We just got married yesterday.”

After a moment of silence, the crowd offered their congratulations, followed by whispered conversations about how the rumors must be true. Christopher didn’t seem bothered by any of the talk as he took some bills out of his wallet and dropped them on the table. After sliding out of the booth, he ignored everyone around us and held his hand out to me. Shaking my head and mumbling under my breath about how lucky he was there was a crowd, I let him help me out of the booth.

I was thinking about how I wanted to broach the subject a few minutes later when we turned onto Main Street.

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