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  “Do you feel like you’re making the same mistake?”

  She shakes her head more vehemently. “Not at all.”

  I lean over, pressing my nose into hers. “Then who gives two shits what anyone thinks?”

  Her lips slowly form a grin. “Your confidence is intoxicating.”

  “I know what I got, and I know no one can touch it. It’s ours.”

  “It is,” she whispers before I capture her lips with mine. She draws the kisses out of me, and I bring my hand up to thread through her hair as I get lost in her kisses. She feels so damn good against my lips. Tastes like heaven with a tiny bit of mocha mixed in there.

  “So perfect,” I whisper against her lips, and they curve into a smile.

  “Stop,” she says softly, nibbling at my bottom lip.

  “Never,” I insist before capturing her mouth once more. She leans into the kiss, her hand coming up to touch my cheek. She strokes it slowly as our kisses turn more demanding, and I don’t want to stop.

  But of course, her phone starts going off.

  She pulls away and groans loudly when she looks down at her phone. “It’s my mom wondering where I am.”

  I adjust my hard-on and clear my throat. “Well, don’t tell her I’m about to do you in the car.”

  She snorts. “Right? That would go over so well.”

  “I thought so,” I say with a wink before I get out of the car. When the cold air hits me, I’m pretty sure my cock shrivels up into itself. Not a pleasant feeling. I walk around the car and open her door before grabbing her bag out of her lap.

  “I can carry that,” she says as she takes my hand and I help her out.

  “So your mom thinks I’m not a gentleman? Please,” I tsk at her before walking around to the trunk to get the rest of our bags.

  When we get to the sidewalk, she lets go of my hand to look at her phone. I wonder if she did it because she doesn’t want to hold my hand in front of her mom. That doesn’t seem right, though. She sat in my lap and kissed my face in front of my parents. She has no problem with PDA. I should let it go; it shouldn’t bother me.

  But it does.

  “So, you don’t want to hold my hand?”

  She side-eyes me. “I’m typing.”

  “Or you’re nervous.”

  “That too.”

  I can see it all over her face. “You don’t have to be.”

  “But I am.”

  I switch her bag to my other hand and wrap my arm around her neck, pulling her in close. I kiss her jaw and then her nose before her lips. “I got you.”

  She smiles, a true, sweet smile as she gazes up at me. I let go of her to grab the other bag since my hand is about to give out. “If my brother kills you, just know I love you.”

  Oh shit.

  Oh no. No, no, no. She thinks Ryan doesn’t know because I forgot to tell her otherwise. Before I can say anything, the door opens, and Mrs. Justice is there. “You’re home,” she gushes before she wraps her arms around Amelia, pulling her in close. Mrs. Justice has always loved hard. It’s apparent when I see her with her children. Reminds me of my mom. Her chin is deep in Amelia’s shoulder, but then her eyes land on me.

  “Chandler, wow, what a surprise!” she says before kissing Amelia and then letting her go. She looks between me and Amelia, her brows furrowing before she wraps me up in a hug. “I didn’t know you were coming.”

  “Hope that’s okay,” I say, hugging her tightly.

  “It’s more than okay,” she says quickly before letting me go and grabbing Amelia’s hand. “I’m so glad to have you. I’ll run up and make up the other room. Is your family not in town?”

  Amelia is biting her lip as she holds her mom’s hand. An awkward silence falls over us as Mrs. Justice waits for my answer, but I don’t know what to say. Amelia reaches over, taking my hand in her other one.

  Mrs. Justice’s brows rise as Amelia says, “Actually, he’s here with me.”

  “Oh?”

  “Yeah,” Amelia says more confidently than I know she feels. She looks terrified. “We’re together.”

  I swear it’s in slow motion the way Mrs. Justice’s face changes from confused to happy. She’s practically beaming as she says, “That’s wonderful! I knew something was going to happen!”

  “You did?” Amelia asks, her face filling with color. “How did you and I didn’t?”

  “Because you were trying to ignore the fireworks, but I saw them clear as day.”

  Amelia gives me a sneaky grin, and my heart does flips in my chest. “Did you see them?”

  I nod. “Yup, the moment I saw you again for the first time.”

  Amelia sighs deeply as Mrs. Justice cups my jaw. “I just adore him. Now, come on. It’s cold as hell. Let’s get inside.”

  “Mom, you’re cool?”

  Mrs. Justice looks back and shrugs. “Yeah, why?”

  “I’m with Chandler, only a year after my divorce from Drew.”

  I give Amelia an annoyed look. “Are you sure you’re okay with us?”

  “Yes. Hush!”

  Her mom laughs before touching Amelia’s shoulder. “Are you happy?”

  “Yes.”

  “Then I am. Now, come in.”

  As she ushers us inside, Amelia looks up at me, and I wink. “Told ya.”

  “I guess you are just so amazing.”

  “I am,” I say, kissing her temple.

  Just as the front door shuts, Ryan’s booming voice fills the hall.

  “There she is.”

  Amelia’s eyes go wide, her smile drops, and she looks down the hall in complete horror. She quickly looks back at me, and I think she might push me back out the front door. She whips her head to him and chokes out, “Ryan?”

  “Hey!” he says, walking up and wrapping his arms around her. There are tears in his eyes as he picks her up, shaking her in a loving, brotherly way. I know they’ve missed each other. While I know she is freaking out because I’m here and she thinks her brother might kill me, she holds her brother tightly.

  “I didn’t see your car,” she says, still hugging him.

  “Sophia dropped me off before she went to do a private lesson with one of the girls at the gym. I wanted to be here when you got in,” he says, laying a smacking kiss on her cheek. “You look so great. You’ve put some weight back on. You were getting skinny for a second there.”

  She scoffs. “I don’t look like I used to.”

  “You’ll get there, being back in the gym and all.”

  He puts her on her feet, and I know she is freaking the hell out. “Yeah, true. Thanks, um, but I didn’t know you’d be here.”

  “Surprise,” he says with a laugh before looking at me. “Hey, dude,” he says as we slap hands and bro-hug. I feel Amelia’s gaze on me. “How was the trip in?”

  “Good. It’s cold as hell.”

  “Right?” he says before he wraps his arm around Amelia’s neck. “Man, I missed you.”

  She’s confused. I can see it all over her gorgeous face. “You knew Chandler was going to be here?”

  Ryan shrugs as he gazes down at her lovingly. “I figured.”

  “Figured?”

  “Yeah. Y’all are still together, right?”

  I press my lips together as she looks from him to me. “We are, but how do you know that?”

  Ryan points to me. “He told me.”

  Amelia’s gaze meets mine, her eyes swirling with anger. I’m pretty sure she won’t be kissing me under the mistletoe anytime soon.

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Amelia

  “He told you?”

  I narrow my eyes at Chandler while he looks back at me with an “oh shit” expression on his face.

  Ryan, oblivious, nods. “Yeah, like a month ago, right?”

  Chandler nods his head slowly. “Yeah.”

  “Figured since you went to Florida to have Thanksgiving with him and his parents, it must be pretty serious.”

  My eyes widen, and Chandl