Chapter 128

Her doorbell rang. Tessa shelved thoughts of Cash and focused on Zy instead. Inside, she leapt with excitement. Yes, she knew she was playing with fire. But she couldn’t help herself. She wanted to be near him, with him, surrounded by him.

She loved him. And she suspected he loved her, too. Neither of them had ever said the words—they would only be throwing gasoline-soaked kindling on the flame—but she felt it every moment they spent together.

Tessa tugged the door open. Zy stood there with a pointy, jingle-ball hat, a jaunty grin, and a Santa suit unlike any she’d ever seen, complete with an open jacket and tight red pants. The look was way more hot man abs than ho ho ho.

“Merry Christmas, baby. You want to sit on Santa’s lap and tell me if you’ve been a good girl? Or are you on the naughty list?”

She giggled. “Oh, my gosh. That’s what you’re wearing?”

“Why not?”

That only made her laugh harder.

“Every girl needs some Santa in her life. Don