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."

the snowy backdrop. Under Clara's watchful eye,

forth from the snowy grounds, lighting up the night sky. They bloomed like flowers

stunned by the sight before her. Her throat felt like it was

smile playing on his lips. "Clara, I miss you so much.

a choked voice, Clara

broad silhouette standing beneath the heart of lights. The man was clad in a black coat,

reunion three years ago. She stared at the man in

a smile. "Clara, get dressed

"Okay, wait for me."

and dashed downstairs. As

thrilled to bits, scampered after

with each step, the bells on her wrists jingling with every

"lan."

into his arms. 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 ear. "Baby, I missed you too much, so I caught

clung tightly to lan's neck, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "Aren't you