Her Christmas Wish
For a brief, dangerous moment, Jordan simply stared at them, struck by how natural it felt—how right it felt—to see them on his doorstep like this.
This was what he’d missed.
This was what he should have fought for.
“Hello, beautiful ladies,” he said softly, warmth creeping into his voice despite his nerves. He stepped aside, giving them space. “Please, come in.”
Laila smiled, shifting the overnight bag on her shoulder as they crossed the threshold. Jordan watched as both of their expressions shifted—from polite curiosity to wide‑eyed wonder. With the help of his mom and sister, he had transformed the living room of his suite into what could only be described as a Christmas fort straight out
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