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Chapters (43)
  1. Cover
  2. Free Downloads
  3. About Single and Ready to Jingle
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-One
  35. Chapter Thirty-Two
  36. Chapter Thirty-Three
  37. Chapter Thirty-Four
  38. Chapter Thirty-Five
  39. Epilogue
  40. Free Book
  41. Cockamamie Unicorn Ramblings
  42. About Piper & Rayne
  43. Also by Piper Rayne

Tears stream down my face while I attempt to collect myself. I’m so filled with love for this man that I fear I can’t contain it and I’ll burst like a balloon.

“Did she say yes?” someone shouts in the crowd, and it snaps me out of my daze.

I nod, sticking my hand out toward Andrew, who’s still on his knee. He gently pulls off my leather glove and slides the ring onto my finger before squeezing my hand.

The crowd cheers and shouts their congratulations.

Without hesitation, I drop to my knees and wrap my arms around his neck. “I missed you. I can’t believe you did this in front of everyone.”

When I pull back, he cups my cheeks. “I had to prove to you that I’d do anything for you. Even face my greatest fear.”

We come together in a meeting of lips and limbs, clinging to each other as though we’ll never let go.

And I won’t, because I found my Christmas miracle—I transformed a Scrooge.

Epilogue

Andrew

Exactly One Year Later…

I stare anxiously at the end of the hallway, waiting for my bride to appear.

We opted for a Christmas Eve wedding, because of course we did. I’m marrying Kenzie Montgomery after all.

It didn’t matter to me what day we were married, as long as I got to make this woman my wife.

After our engagement last Christmas Eve, we toyed with the idea of a large wedding and went back and forth on whether Kenzie should plan it or let someone else do it so she could enjoy her day. In the end, we decided to have a small wedding at my condo, now our condo.

I mean, really small. There’s only Finn, Zahra, Tessa, and the minister here.

Yeah, we’re both going to catch shit from our parents when they figure out that we got married without them, but we want an intimate ceremony that’s about us. Not about the pomp and circumstance. And when the discussion began between our parents about whether or not the wedding should take place in America or London, we knew there would be no pleasing everyone, so we might as well please ourselves.

“You ready for this?” Finn clamps me on the shoulder, his wedding band catching the light.

“Are you kidding me? I’ve been counting down the days.”

Finn and Zahra were married in the summer, and Kenzie did a phenomenal job on their wedding. Her parents even complimented her, which I know meant a lot to her.

“Quite the year for you. First an engagement, then you made partner, and now you’re getting married. What will be next?” he asks.