Chapter 10
The dining room had a fire going in the fireplace that crackled.
Rico’s body was aware of the world, and every second had a singe that awoke him as he headed into the room where people were laughing.
He’d never had a Christmas so sweet before now.
The woman on his arm was the reason, and he walked her into a room where the love her family had for her radiated in every face.
Even his daughter, Christine, was more joyous.
This was all Miya’s doing. Rico held Miya’s chair for her as they joined her mother, her friend and his daughter at the table.
Next to Miya the air smelled fresher, like that floral perfume she wore mixed with Christmas magic.
And the smiling faces of everyone else here … He hadn’t belonged anywhere in a long time.
Miya was an angel who had come into his
