Page 24 of Sweet Yuletide (Indigo Bay Christmas Romances #4)

“I heard. I’m sorry.” Michael put the credit card in her hand. “Use this to go home. And if the invitation still stands, I’d like to go with you. A white Christmas in Washington sounds good.”

This was typical Michael, and she loved it. “No.”

His eyes widened. “No?”

“We’re not spending Christmas in Washington. We’re celebrating in Indigo Bay, the way we planned.”

“But your family…”

“Will understand. I don’t want to go home.

Yesterday, Sal’s call filled me with hope thinking he loved me, and things had changed.

But you were right. They hadn’t. Logically, I knew this when I left Berry Lake, but my heart and the little girl inside me who was desperate for her father’s love and approval hadn’t figured it out yet, but now I know.

And my biggest regret isn’t giving Sal a second chance.

It was losing you for a silly pipe dream and not being able to do anything to get you back. ”

“It wasn’t silly, and I’m right here. I’m not going anyplace without you.” He kissed her softly on the lips. “Let’s go to Indigo Bay.”

“I turned in my rental car.”

“Then it’s a good thing I have my SUV.”

“The lasagna is in the freezer.”

“That can be lunch. I forgot to cancel our dinner reservations.” He held her hands. “It’s time to celebrate.”

“That whole wish-on-an-ornament tradition works.”

He brushed his lips over hers. “Then we’ll be here next Christmas Eve.”

* * *

New Year’s Eve

Between Christmas and New Year’s Eve, Michael couldn’t believe how close he and Sheridan had become.

They hung out, watched TV, put together puzzles, cooked some food, and burned a few meals when they were distracted.

He’d answered her questions about all his calls, but he hated not being able to tell her the truth. One conversation still bothered him.

You’re getting a lot of interviews. Any job offers?

No. They aren’t for jobs.

Then what? You’ve got a secret girlfriend.

That would be you. Except my family knows about you.

So the calls…

Business.

Like research?

Something like that.

She’d brought up his web meetings and calls a few more times. He’d finally realized he had to let her in on his secret before it drove a wedge through their new relationship. He’d lost her once. He wouldn’t lose her again.

His attorney thought telling her was a significant risk, especially since he wouldn’t ask her to sign a non-disclosure agreement. But Michael had been adamant about no NDA. He trusted her with his heart and would trust her with this, too.

Except the timing had never been right.

She’d canceled her return flight to remain in Indigo Bay. But as of today, December thirty-first, they were no longer alone.

The extended Patterson clan, who wanted to make up for all the missed holiday gatherings with this one, had invaded their quiet sanctuary.

Hope and Von’s house wasn’t only crowded but also loud, with music playing over the many conversations. Food kept appearing, and the supply of drinks seemed never-ending. Adults mingled with kids. There were even three babies, including Monroe, who had grown while away. All were having a good time.

Michael never thought he’d love anyone more than his family.

That was, until he met Sheridan DeMarco.

He enjoyed introducing her to his family, but one thing stood between them—his winning lottery ticket. He needed to tell her. And he hoped—prayed—nothing would change when she found out the truth.

Michael held her hand. “Let’s go outside.”

“It’s almost midnight.”

He laughed. “We’ll hear the countdown from there.”

As they stood on the deck, a breeze blew off the water. The crystal-clear night meant colder temperatures. Michael wrapped his arm around her to keep her warm. This was becoming a habit, one he enjoyed.

Sheridan leaned into him. “Tonight has been wonderful. Your family is nice, if a tad overwhelming. I’m glad I stayed.”

“Everyone likes you. Dare I say, they like you better than me?”

“Sure they do, beloved baby of the family.” She laughed. “But hearing that makes me happy because I like them.”

He needed to tell her so much, but he wasn’t sure where to start. It had to be tonight, though. New Year’s Eve was the perfect time, so they could begin the new year with no secrets between them.

Voices inside counted down. “Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one.”

Horns blew, and people shouted.

“Happy New Year.” Sheridan kissed him. “I hope it’s not too soon, but I love you.”

Fireworks exploded inside his heart. “I love you.”

He pressed his lips against hers as a declaration of his love and wanting to be with her forever.

Her arms wrapped around him. Her fingers twirled the edges of his hair.

He needed to stop so he could tell her about the money.

Michael backed away from Sheridan, but he remained touching her. “Here’s to a wonderful new year.”

“Despite us being unemployed and homeless.” She half laughed.

“We may be those things, but in a few days, we won’t be penniless.”

Her face pinched. “I don’t understand.”

He glanced through the window at his family, who continued to laugh, blow horns, drink champagne, and toss confetti. “They don’t know yet. I want to tell you first.”

“Tell me what?” Her gaze clouded. “Should I be afraid?”

“It’s not scary. Well, perhaps a little scary.” He should just say it. “Those calls and meetings you asked me about?”

“Business research.”

“Sort of.” He blew out a breath. “Not really. I’ve kept a secret from you and my family.”

“O-kay.” She sounded wary.

“It’s better than okay. I won.”

Her mouth slanted. “Won?”

“The lottery in September. Seven hundred million dollars.”

Her mouth gaped. “Who knows?”

“Only you and my team who are helping me behind the scenes. It’s complicated, but keeping it secret was the best way for me to provide for my family and keep them safe. The money will be collected anonymously next week. I’m sorry for not telling you.”

“You had your reasons.”

“You’re not upset?”

“I’m thrilled for you and your family. This is the best kind of secret.” She tilted her head before inhaling sharply. “You!”

“What?”

Affection filled her eyes. “You pledged the twenty-five-thousand-dollar donation to my mom’s rescue.”

He smiled but said nothing.

She shook her head. “Your sheepish grin is my answer.”

Michael shrugged.

Sheridan touched his face. “Why did you do that?”

“Because animal rescue is important to you. I wanted to make sure the one here met their fundraising goal and your mom would have extra in January.”

Sheridan threw her arms around him. “You’re one of a kind.”

He held her. “Thanks, but I’m just me.”

“That’s all you need to be.”

“Once the money is deposited, let’s take off. Visit galleries in Europe. Put a little distance between South Carolina and me until people lose interest in who won.” He kissed her head. “What do you say?”

“I’d love to put some distance between Berry Lake and me, so I’m game. But we don’t have to go to Europe. You don’t have to spend a penny on me. I only want to be with you.”

Her sincere tone told him she meant it. “I want you to teach me about art, so Europe will be a good place to start.”

“One of the best,” she agreed. “So, what happens next?”

“I can’t wait to show you, because there’s enough money to make all your dreams come true.”

Sheridan laughed. “Then save your winnings because no spending is required.”

His forehead creased. “Why?”

“You’re my dream.” She leaned into him. “Everything else is extra.”

His face brightened. “Have I told you how much I love you?”

“A few minutes ago.” She grinned. “But I don’t mind hearing it again because I love you.”

He brushed his hand through her hair. “I thought you would freak out over the money.”

“I might later, but right now…” She licked her lower lip. “I want another kiss to ring in the new year.”

And so he kissed her.