16
Galen
Ariel’s auburn hair was splayed over the white linen pillowcase, and it looked too inviting not to run my fingers through. “You’ve never looked lovelier.”
Ariel looked up at me with no smile on her face. “Do you think they really like me, Galen? Or are they only being nice?”
“They like you, silly girl.” I leaned down to place a kiss on her pink lips. “Who wouldn’t like you? You’re wonderful.”
“They are, too.” I’d spent three days with his parents, and I’d enjoyed every minute of it. “Tomorrow is Christmas Eve though, and the rest of your family is coming. Do you think your younger sisters and your brother will like me, too?”
“No,” I teased her. I thought better of it as her lower lip stuck out in a pout. I kissed her once more. “I’m joking. Of course they’ll like you. My fam
