Winter Hart
After some of the cookies were baked, I went to find Hannah and Jake. I didn’t need my niece killing our star goalie.
I found them in the living room watching a princess movie.
“Did you ditch me to watch movies with the dragon?” I questioned, leaning against the frame.
“Auntie, you get to be the princess. You had better run before the big, bad dragon gets you.” I looked at Jake who was sitting on the couch beside her.
“You better run, princess,” he teased. I know he was playing, but damn, that stare of his had me biting my bottom lip.
He stood up, and I squealed before taking off towards the stairs. I didn’t make it far before Jake had his arms wrapped around my waist, and I was pulled back into his hard chest.
“Oh no, where is my knight in shining armor?” I yelled with
