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The poela’s fuchsia beanie wobbled as she joined hie stone patio where Seth stood watching the snowpeople being created in all shapes and sizes on the hotel’s back lawn

Ice covered the empty lake beyond, but Seth assu later at the Oly off the snow, the sky having cleared to a perfect blue, the air absolutely frigid

“It really is festive here,” Seth said, nodding at the decorations strung between light poles

“It is I love the holidays I think no round, you should be able to enjoy Santa and Rudolph if you want It’s a treat to get all the snow, even if it’s colder than a penguin’s pecker”

Seth laugh-choked, coughing hard “That’s one way to put it”

Angela laughed “I speak it like it is” She eyed Connor in the distance where he stood with crossed aran roll the an Connor was saying so

Angela snorted softly “Probably telling his daddy he’s doin’ it all wrong”

Seth laughed ruefully “Most likely Connor can be a handful” He was acting like he hadn’t just otten to know Connor a bit and would be spending the holidays with him He rolled his eyes internally As if that makes this lie less of a whopper

“Logan was his stepfather, right? His biological father’s not in the picture?”

“Not much at all He lives in Florida and is hardly in touch”

She shook her head, po “That’ll really do a nu his momma”

“Yes” Seth thought of his own parents He’d been grown, but it had undoubtedly done a nunored

“It’ll be good for hian are ot to ask about the wedding details when I ca day?”

Uh-oh Was she angling for an invitation? Seth stammered, “U his ears go hot under his wool hat