WMIS 01.5 Under The Mistletoe With Me

WMIS 01.5 Under The Mistletoe With Me by Kristen Proby

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    Chapter
One
     
    “I’m just
glad you didn’t have a game today and can actually enjoy Thanksgiving dinner
with us.” My mother-in-law, Gail, smiles over at her son, Will who is currently
stuffing his face full of mashed potatoes.
    “Me too,
Mom. God, this is good.”
    “That’s a
lot of carbs for a man in training,” Isaac mutters next to me. I run my palm up
and down my husband’s thigh and grin up at him. He loves giving his brother a
hard time.
    “Dude,
it’s Thanksgiving,” Will replies.
    “So the
carbs don’t count?” Isaac asks.
    “Exactly.”
Will grins and takes another bite of his potatoes. I am surrounded by a room
full of loving, funny people. The Montgomery gene pool is impressive. But more
than being, well, gorgeous, they are welcoming and good-hearted, and I’m proud
and lucky to be a part of them.
    Sophie,
our four-month-old daughter, squirms in my arms.
    “Here,
babe, let me take her.” Isaac pulls our baby girl into his arms and lays her on
his broad shoulder. She settles in and falls back to sleep, her face pressed
against his neck. I can’t blame her, it’s one my favorite places to be too.
“You eat, honey.”
    We are all
gathered at Luke and Natalie’s house for the holiday. The loving couple have
been married for about two months now, and I couldn’t be happier for them.
Natalie isn’t a sister by blood, but she’s been a part of this family for
years. She and Jules’, the youngest and only girl of the Montgomery clan, are
the best of friends. With the addition of Luke’s parents, Lucy and Neil, and
two siblings, Samantha and Mark, along with my parents as well, this house is
overflowing with bodies, loud with voices and laughter, and is a little too
warm.
    There is
no where I’d rather be.
    “Stace,
how is your blog going?” Jules asks next to me.
    “It’s
going well, thanks. I really love it.”
    “She’s being
modest,” Isaac cuts in with a grin. “It’s going great. She’s got over two
thousand followers, and her reviews have been picked up by some publishers to
add to book covers.”
    He smiles
down at me and kisses my forehead, his blue eyes shining with pride. God, I
love him.
    “What kind
of books are you reviewing?” Natalie asks.
    “Romance
novels,” I reply with a smile.
    “The dirty
kind?” Will asks hopefully, earning a smack in the arm from Luke’s sister,
Samantha. “What?”
    “Don’t be
a perv,” she mutters, glaring at him.
    “Actually,
all kinds, but yes, the erotic novels are pretty hot right now,” I respond and
wink at him.
    “Oh! Have
you read those books that everyone’s been talking about?” Samantha asks. “You
know, the ones where the guy ties her up and spanks her and is all kinds of
naughty?”
    I feel my
ears burn as I blush. The guys all roll their eyes, but Matt, Isaac’s younger
brother, clears his throat and won’t look anyone in the eye.
    Interesting.
    “Yes, I’ve
read them, Sam.”
    “I could
use some of those,” Jules whispers in my ear. “I’ve hit a dry spell.”
    “I’ll
email you a list,” I whisper back and we giggle.
    “What are
you whispering about?” Isaac asks, pulling my hand up to kiss my knuckles.
    “Just
books,” I reply.
    “Okay,
gimme the baby.” Natalie stands and walks around the table, her arms open, and
scoops Sophie up off of Isaac’s shoulder, nuzzling her. “Hi, precious. I missed
you.”
    My gaze
finds Luke. He’s watching his wife, his blue eyes full of love and contentment.
Natalie is pregnant herself.
    “Anytime
you want practice with middle of the night feedings, you’re welcome to it,”
Isaac tells her.
    I roll my
eyes and smack his arm. “Quit trying to give my baby away.”
    He winks
at me and takes a bite of his turkey. “I’m just kidding.”
    “You know
I’d keep her in a heartbeat,” Natalie responds with a happy smile and kisses
Sophie’s cheek, making her giggle.
    Isaac’s
phone rings in his pocket. He checks the display and

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