Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 70444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
“How long is she in town?”
“Two weeks.”
“Is she pretty?” Oakley asks.
“Yeah, she’s drop-dead gorgeous, but she’s rude as fuck. I swear, she’s the Grinch’s twin sister.”
Oakley snickers, giving me an incredulous look.
“Huh?” I ask.
“She hates Christmas, man.”
My eyes widen. “What? Who hates Christmas?”
“This chick. Like seriously, she’s here on some job to write an article about the town, and based on her shitty attitude, I feel like it’s a smear piece. I don’t want her to say anything bad. If she does, it could be detrimental for all the small businesses who rely on winter tourists to stay open.”
“Well, then perhaps you better show her a good time so she has nothing but positive things to say,” Oakley suggests, waggling her brows at me, and I know she’s up to something. “How’d she even end up on a Christmas tree farm?”
“It’s such a long-ass story. But anyway, I just wanted to let you know what was going on because you’ll be meeting her soon. She’s supposed to visit all the farms and stay through the winter festival.”
“Great. Can’t wait,” I deadpan.
“Maybe I should talk to her. Out-of-towner to out-of-towner.”
Levi scoffs. “Doubt it would matter, but we’ve gotta do something. First, I gotta figure out how to pull that gigantic entitled stick out of her ass, then help her realize how charming and amazing this place is.”
“I know of one way...” I taunt, staring at Oakley’s bare chest.
“If flashing her your dick didn’t work, I don’t know if there’s hope.” Oakley giggles.
“Ugh.” He groans as if he’s been frustrated nonstop for the past three days. “Thanks a lot for all your help, guys. Super appreciate it.”
I bark out a laugh. “We’ll come to your rescue as soon as we plow ourselves out of here.”
“Yeah, I gotta do the same. Little Miss Seattle needs some fancy coffee beans that I don’t and won’t ever have. She’s been complaining about it since she arrived.”
“Good luck!” Oakley yells before he ends the call. “Poor Levi.”
I snuggle back in bed with my fiancée and cup her breast. “I didn’t even get a chance to tell him we got engaged last night.”
Oakley moans at my touch.
“We’ll fill him in later when his head isn’t ready to explode,” she says.
We’ve basically been locked in the house for three days straight since the blizzard hit. I intended to propose on Christmas Eve, but I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed her to say yes to being my wife.
“Don’t start something you can’t finish,” she warns as I suck the softness of her neck.
Before my call with Levi, I was planning to go snow plow the parking lots and gravel roads.
“Fuck.” I lick her hollow throat. “Screw it. What’s another twenty minutes?”
She giggles as she claws at my boxers, and we end up tangled between the sheets.
“I can’t wait to tell my sister and your family,” she admits once we come down from our high and lie in bed.
“Me too, Sunshine.” I kiss the tip of her nose, then get up to find my jeans and boots. “I better go before they come looking for me.”
“Okay, be careful, please. Love you,” she says while she pulls the sheet up and snuggles back in bed.
I lean over and press my lips to hers. “I will.”
* * *
OAKLEY
After Finn leaves, I manage to take a hot shower and scrub myself from top to bottom. As I stand under the stream, I hold out my left hand, still in shock.
I knew he’d propose soon, but I didn’t know when. A few months ago, I’d made it known that I was ready for the next step in our relationship. And although it wasn’t anything over the top, it was the perfect proposal.
We were watching my favorite holiday movie and drinking hot cocoa when he dropped to one knee and asked me to be his wife. I was in so much shock that I just looked at him. He then asked if I was okay before I blurted out yes. Then I laughed because I couldn’t believe it was happening.
Of course, we spent the rest of the night celebrating.
But now there’s a lot of cleanup to do. The snow is great for ski businesses but not for agricultural farms. There isn’t much I can do since the walkway to the cottage hasn’t been shoveled yet, and all my supplies are there. So for now, I’ll wait until Finn returns so I can go help at the inn or bakery.
My phone rings, and when I look at the screen, I see it’s Jessa.
“Hey! You guys okay?”
“Yeah, finally have service.” She groans. “Finn’s plowing us out now and told me a little about Levi but said to get the full story from you.”
I laugh just thinking about it.
Once I recap everything, I share the news about our engagement.