The Christmas Baby. Lisa Carter

is nothing to be ashamed of.” She tucked her hands into her coat pockets. “And that’s not how I see you. You’re also—” Her cheeks reddened.

      Good-looking? That’s what she’d said earlier. And feeling as carefree as he’d felt in years, he opened the door for Oscar.

      Oscar jumped inside. “It’s beginning to look like Christmas, Mister Sabbage.”

      An unfamiliar excitement began to build inside Ryan. Yes, it certainly was.