Grant's Christmas Wish by Liliana Hart

Grant's Christmas Wish by Liliana Hart

Author:Liliana Hart [Hart, Liliana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 7th Press
Published: 2019-03-13T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter 4

The first light of dawn peeked through the window with shyness, the sun not quite sure if it should make itself known on that particular Christmas morning or hide behind the clouds. Annabeth stretched lazily, her muscles wonderfully sore as she felt Grant beside her, his hand resting comfortably on her belly. When she looked over his eyes were open and watching her with a contentment she felt bone deep.

“Have you been awake long?” she asked.

“A while. I liked watching you sleep. And I wanted to do something special for you.”

“I don’t smell breakfast cooking, so I’m guessing it’s something else?”

He chuckled and wrapped his arm around her, pulling her closer. “I promise I’ll feed you soon. But first things first.” He kissed her softly, lazily, rubbing his mouth across hers in such a way that flamed the embers of desire she thought had burned out the night before.

“Merry Christmas,” he said.

She leaned into him and rested her head against his chest. “Merry Christmas. I guess it’s been a while since I’ve said that to anyone.”

“You’d better get used to it. The MacKenzies are big on Christmas.” His fingers trailed up her spine. “I love you, Annabeth.”

She let out the pent-up sigh she’d been holding and relaxed against him. She hadn’t been sure what would happen once they were both faced with the light of day. It seemed she’d loved him so long that it didn’t seem real for him to finally return the feeling.

“I love you too, Grant.” He kissed her softly, dreamily, and the heat inside her began to stir once more.

“Come with me,” he said, pulling back the covers.

The floor was cold beneath her feet as he led her into the living room. She’d never been in Grant’s home before, but she recognized it as being his. Pine floors ran throughout the country cottage and a rough brick fireplace dominated one wall. Overstuffed chairs and a couch circled the hearth, and a seven-foot fir tree sat decorated in the corner by the hearth.

Soft blankets were spread out on the floor in front of the fire, and orange juice and fresh fruit sat in a basket next to the makeshift bed. He led her over to the fire and pulled her into his lap.

“We’ve been given a second chance to do things right, Annabeth. To love each other completely for the rest of our lives. And I, for one, am grateful that wishes really do come true.” Grant pulled out a tiny box that made Annabeth’s breath catch in her throat.

“This ring belonged to my Grandmother MacKenzie. She gave it to me when I turned twenty-one, just a few months before she died. She told me that she just had a feeling that I was the one who needed the ring. The one who knew exactly who it belonged to. It turns out she was right. Marry me, Annabeth. Belong to me.”

Tears gathered in her eyes as he slipped the ring around her finger. A brilliant sapphire surrounded by diamonds in the shape of a flower sat on a simple silver band.



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