the sunlight. Checking the clock, he realized he’d been asleep a couple hours. He followed her voice into the living room but didn’t go near her when he saw her sitting cross-legged on the wingback chair. “I miss you, too, Mama.” She swiped a tear off her cheek. “I’m sorry I haven’t been more in touch. But I plan to change that. Something happened recently that…that made me realize how important family is.” She nodded. “Christmas would be perfect. I’ll call you soon, I promise.” Ryan backed through the doorway into the bedroom, not wanting her to shorten her conversation because of him. “Is it okay if I bring someone with me? He’s special to me.” Ryan swallowed back a golf ball size lump in his throat. “I love you, Mama.” He climbed back into her bed and waited for her to come in. Moments later, she joined him under the covers, sliding into the crook of his arm where she fit as if she was made for the spot. “Hey.” “Hey.” He kissed the top of her head. “I know I’m making a lot of assumptions here, but how would you feel about coming to New Orleans with me for Christmas? We can check out the French Quarter and—” He touched a finger to her lips and pulled her closer. “Yes.” She widened her eyes. “I’d love to go. I have no family holding me here for the holidays so a trip would be great.” He gave her a soft kiss. “I want to be where you are.” Her expression relaxed and she snuggled against him. “I want that too, Ryan.” “Now that that’s settled, I think we should concentrate on getting to know each other better.” He propped himself on one elbow, facing her and stroked a finger over the curve of her shoulder. “Beginning right now.”
About the author
Wynter Daniels lives in Central Florida with her husband of more than twenty years and their two nearly grown children. They are all the slaves of two very demanding cats. After careers in marketing and the salon industry, Wynter’s wicked prose begged to be set free. She loves to hear from readers, but only if it’s good!