No Strings Attached

"Uh-huh, I'm here."

"When can I see you?"

Her voice had a slight nasal quality to it, and at the sound, lan felt a tremor in his heart. "Sweetheart, step out onto the balcony and see how thick the snow is. Send me a picture." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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Clara dragged herself up from the couch lethargically and stood by the window. Blinking away the sleep from her eyes, she peered down at a world blanketed in white. She leaned against the window sill, tilting her head back to gaze at the sky where snowflakes danced their descent.

With a soft sigh, she murmured, "It's still coming down, lan. I'm afraid we won't be together for Christmas."

lan chuckled softly, "Missing me that much?"

"Mmm, a lot."

"Then keep your eyes peeled and look outside."

gazed out the window. Suddenly, specks of light appeared against the snowy backdrop. Under Clara's

a kaleidoscope of fireworks burst forth from the snowy grounds, lighting up the

before her. Her throat felt like it was clogged with

the petite figure on the balcony, a sly smile playing on his lips. "Clara, I miss you so much. You have

choked voice, Clara

standing beneath the heart of lights. The man was clad in a black coat, looking up, his eyes locked

three years ago. She stared at the man in the snow, speechless, until finally she stammered, "You're such a

into a smile. "Clara, get dressed and come

"Okay, wait for me."

and dashed downstairs.

bits,

yard was deep, swallowing Clara's ankles with each step, the bells on her wrists jingling

"lan."

Ian's strong hands caught her, lifting her into his embrace. His cool nose brushed against Clara's warm cheek as his deep, pleasant voice whispered in

her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "Aren't you