Chrissy POV
I smile when we appear in Jack's penthouse. I've only been here twice with Nick, and it was when I was a teenager. It is definitely the picture book definition of a bachelor pad. Not much has changed as I quickly scan the room. I honestly never imagined this happening. Me being here in Jack's arms. I really believed that Jack would never see me as a woman, but the heat in his eyes earlier when he saw me for the first time in my short sparkly dress definitely made me a believer in Christmas miracles.
I giggle to myself, and he tightens his hold on me. "Care to share what that giggle was about, pixie girl," he asks. "I was just thinking about how surreal it is for me to be here not as Nick's sister but as the woman you profess to want." "I will do more than profess pixie girl
