Novel & Cerita An Accidental Christmas Film

But truth be told, I was getting eager to see Abby, and that eagerness was not letting me sit still and wait. Just as I had hoped, not an hour later, my coworkers started arriving, and Abby was the first to come through the door. As soon as I heard the bell ring, I hurried to the front and pulled her into a hug. “I’m sorry, Abby.” I choked. Melodious laughter rang in my ear as she pulled away. “For what? You didn’t crash my car. Heavens, Chloe, not everything in this world is your fault. Accidents happen.”

This had been my best Christmas by far . I lay down in our bed , it was about 11 pm and we were watching a movie . John Wick. "Come outside with me" Ace waved his hand at me , wrapping his house coat around him . "No it's toooo coldddd" I whined curling into a ball under the blankets . "I have a surprise" he muttered knowing that it would get my attention which it did . My head popped up and I glanced at him before standing up and following him outside .

' Ford asks as he pushes the buttons of the remote when Dallas comes back into the living room and takes place next to him on the couch. 'Sure, fine by me,' he nods. 'It's Halloween after all. A Christmas movie would've been inappropriate.' Ford chuckles. 'Don't dare me.' 'I won't. So let's not do that. Christmas movies are meant to watch after Halloween and -' 'Yeah, yeah, fine,' Ford interrupts him quickly with a light chuckle before he'll get another lecture on the timing of Christmas movies and decorations again. He didn’t expect to get a lecture about that from him. Not that he listens, he secretly watched a Christmas movie last week with Jay, but he's not going to mention that right no

A shelf that should have been stable. It was not stable. The entire Christmas display toppled. Ornaments shattered. Ribbons flew. A plastic reindeer launched itself off a platform like it was escaping captivity. Humans screamed. Lucian muttered something very bad in wolf language. “We should leave. Now,” he hissed. “Yes,” I whispered. “I have harmed enough decorations.” We attempted to escape the scene of the crime, but at some point between Lucian apologizing to every human in existence and me trying not to step on a broken ornament, I slipped away.

The next three days were a strange mix of tension and unexpected warmth. Margaret stayed mostly in her room, making calls to Nick's lawyers about getting Amanda removed. Amanda and her friends went into town constantly, pretending to plan a wedding that would never happen. Preston kept apologizing to anyone who would listen. And Nick tried to keep everything from exploding. But somehow, in the middle of all the chaos, Christmas was coming. Riley woke me up early on December 23rd by jumping on my bed.

That was weird because he had a look in his eyes that she didn't understand. Daniel noticed. “You good? Who's that?” He asked as he got in. “Yeah,” she said. “That’s my colleague. Dr. Davy.” He glanced at the gift bag she was holding. “He came bearing gifts, huh?” She laughed. “It’s Christmas.” “Well,” Daniel said, smiling, “now I need to up my game.” “It’s not a competition,” she said. “You think so?” “I know so.” He started the car. “We’re going skating first. The movie is in three hours.”

"Even with Sophie's rules? Even with your ex-wife watching? Even with everyone knowing?" "Especially with all of that. Because it means we're real. Not hiding. Not pretending." He brought my hand to his lips and kissed it softly. "I want this, Maya. I want you. All the complications included." "I want you too." We sat there holding hands in the dark living room, the movie playing to an audience of two, the Christmas tree lights twinkling. This wasn't how I'd imagined my Christmas. Falling for my best friend's father. Navigating family drama. Sharing him with his ex-wife.

I stayed facing the wall like an idiot until she came back down in leggings and an oversized hoodie, no bra, I could tell from the way the fabric moved when she walked. "Movie¿" She Asked "Why not" I responded We ended up on the couch with hot chocolate spiked with rum and a cheesy Christmas Rom-com movie queued up. Some Hallmark knockoff about a city girl and a small-town carpenter. The light began dimming, fire crackling, snow piling against the windows - The usual Xmas feeling Halfway through, the wind picked up, and the house groaned, as drafts crept in. Jessica shivered, pulled the throw blanket over her legs.

My chest warmed. And then, of course, Alex sat across from us. His gaze flickered for a second — to our joined hands, then back up to me. But instead of pain, there was something softer there. Acceptance. “So…” Ethan leaned back, smirking. “We survived.” “Barely,” Ava muttered, sipping her drink. Alex chuckled. “It wasn’t all bad.” Jason arched a brow. “Speak for yourself.” I laughed, shaking my head. “You’re all impossible.”

That very day we ordered our second Christmas miracle. END