Mistletoe Kisses & Something Merry: A Best Friends Sweet Christmas Romance Novella by Ranee S. Clark

Author:Ranee S. Clark [Clark, Ranee S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sweetly Us Press
Published: 2023-12-16T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 6

LANDON

Faded, early morning light filters through the windows of the apartment when I wake up with Mila in my arms. I grin. Even if she was using me for warmth last night—totally worth it. I touch the back of my hand against her forehead lightly, relieved that her fever has broken and her temperature has returned to what feels like normal. A few of my students emailed me last week about missing class because of a quick-acting bug like this one, and all were back in class about a day later. I’m hoping this is what Mila has, and she’ll feel well enough to enjoy Christmas day. I don’t move, even though I might lose my left arm given how numb it feels right now.

Also, worth it.

That’s the giddiness in me talking. The fact that Mila admitted something last night that I’ve suspected. She has feelings for me too. And it’s good to know that her hesitancy is all about her distrust in herself and nothing to do with me.

I watch her shamelessly as she sleeps. She didn’t wash her hair in the shower yesterday, so the headband that I found for her has slid backward, and half of her hair has escaped it. Some is still up in the messy bun she came home from the airport in, but most of her hair is scattered around her.

Mila told me a couple months ago that she doesn’t think the acting thing is really for her, but she’d have a future there if she wanted it. Jack might have gotten the big part, but Mila Dash is stunning. I’ve never tried to date Layla’s friends in the past because they’re all well out of my league. Mila is the queen of out of my league, and that’s apparent in how gorgeous she is at 6:00 a.m., no makeup, and tendrils of hair sticking to her forehead and cheeks. I want to brush them away and feel the silkiness of her skin, but I don’t want to wake her. She needs the rest.

My phone buzzes loudly on the coffee table, and I scowl. Thankfully, Mila doesn’t stir.

With my right arm, I carefully reach over and pick up the phone, moving as little as possible. It’s Layla calling, but I silence it and open a text message.

Landon: Can’t answer. Mila’s sleeping.

Layla: I’m going to need more information than that. Like why would you talking on the phone wake her up?

Landon: Because she’s asleep right next to me.

Layla: LANDON?!?!

Landon: NOT the way you’re thinking. She’s been sick. And she had the chills last night so I snuggled her to help warm her up.

Layla: Purely altruistic motives, I’m sure.

Layla: So … are you guys …?

I have no idea how to answer that. I ponder for long enough that Layla sends a follow up message.

Layla: Landon?

Landon: I don’t know what any of this means right now. I’m just taking care of her.

Her response is a line of crossed fingers, which I smile at. I slip my phone into the pocket of my sweats and then close my eyes.

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