Unlikely Sweethearts (An Amish Christmas Story) by J.E.B. Spredemann

Author:J.E.B. Spredemann
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: clean romance, christian romance, christmas romance, religious romance, amish romance, amish fiction, amish books, sweet and clean, amish christmas, amish author
Publisher: J.E.B. Spredemann

TWELVE

Randy checked his phone again, just to make sure Holly hadn’t called to cancel. The fresh powdering of snow they’d received overnight, and then again this afternoon, would have been a good excuse. If he were going with anyone but Holly, he would have taken the opportunity to jump ship. If he were going with anyone but Holly, he would have said no. If he were going with anyone but Holly, the burst of confidence he felt would be non-existent.

Confidence aside, he still didn’t want to do this. But he would. For Holly.

At least the road crews were great at keeping the snow off the streets, he mused before turning into Wesley’s driveway.

The boys had been ready to go and sprinted to his vehicle the moment he pulled up. His lips twisted as he surveyed their bosoms, overflowing with snow toys.

Randy frowned. “What’s this all about?”

“Wesley said we could,” Jaycee insisted, setting a plastic sled down at his feet.

“They have a pretty sweet hill on their property. It’s perfect for tubing.” Brighton held up a black inner tube with one arm, a snowboard was in his other.

“And they have a pond. I brought my ice skates!” Jaycee beamed.

Randy couldn’t blame him for being excited about ice skating.

“Okay. I’ll pop the trunk.” Randy shook his head. Just how long did these boys think they’d be staying? His idea had been to get in, say what needed to be said, then get out. As soon as possible.

Wesley and Shannon both waved from the porch, as the kids entered his vehicle. “Have fun!” Wesley called out.

“Yeah. Fun.” Randy mumbled under his breath, then turned the engine over.

“We always have lots of fun at Mammi and Santa’s.” Jaycee bounced on the backseat.

That boy had more energy than anyone Randy had ever seen.

“Wow! Look at all the snow!” Jaycee exclaimed as they headed toward the Remington residence.

Apparently, Jaycee and Brighton hadn’t been the only ones with fun in mind today. Near several houses they’d passed, children of all ages had been outside taking full advantage of the powdery white stuff.

“Did you two bring your hat and gloves?”

“Of course.” Brighton rolled his eyes. “Shannon won’t let us step a foot outside without them. She acts like we’re three.”

Randy grinned. “That’s what mothers do.”

“Yeah, but she’s our sister.”

Randy glanced into the rearview mirror. “Maybe so. But she’s also a mom to you now, or at least your authority. When your parents passed away, the courts gave her guardianship. That means you should honor and respect her because she’s the adult in charge.”

“You sound just like Wesley,” Jaycee mumbled.

“I do?” Randy smiled to himself. Good.

He pulled up to a lovely white Victorian two-story home. Pine bunting, with bright red bows at each interval, lined the spacious porch. The classic wicker furniture on one side of the porch and cozy wooden swing on the other invited him to come, sit, and enjoy a glass of sweet tea. Well, it would in summertime, anyway. Right now, wassail or hot cocoa would be in order.

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