Claimed by Cupid (Nick and Holly #2)(15)



“Yes, like brewing my own beer.” I smile down at her and kiss her nose. “Think about it.”

“I don’t need to,” she says, squeezing her arms tighter around my waist. “Let’s do it.”

I grab her face and kiss her hard on the mouth. Hers opens for me, and our tongues move together. I feel so incredibly light, I feel on top of the world. I pull away from her, running my thumbs over her cheeks and holding her gaze.

My beautiful girl.

“Let’s do it.”





“I like that one,” Charlotte says, her finger hovering over a pale blue stone surrounded by little diamonds.

“That is one of my favorite gemstones,” the lady behind the counter says as Henry and I move to get a closer look at the one Charlotte has picked out. “This one is a round Montana sapphire,” she continues as she pulls it out. “And it’s surrounded by a halo of baguette diamonds with a thin gold band.”

I take it from the saleslady and look at it closely. I know nothing about rings, but I’ve tried to figure out what Holly wants over the last few months. Ever since she brought up the idea of marriage, I’ve been eager to talk about it. The only thing I really know is that she wants a gemstone and not a diamond. I’m relying on Charlotte to help me out here.

“What do you guys think?” I ask, handing it over to Henry’s open hand. He looks at it for a moment before handing it over to Charlotte.

“I like it,” he says. “I like the pale blue color. And it isn’t small, but it isn’t huge. I’ve heard her talking to Charlotte about how she doesn’t want anything that she’s going to be scared to wear in public.”

“It’s perfect, Dad,” Charlotte says, handing it back to me.

“Wow,” I say, exhaling a deep breath and trying to calm my anxiety. “I’m nervous as hell,” I laugh. The lady across the counter smiles at us.

“Do you know when you’re doing it?” she asks.

“He’s taking her on vacation to Mexico,” Charlotte answers for me. “I told him he needs to do it on the beach at sunset, but Henry thinks that’s too cliché.”

“Because it is,” he counters.

“No matter what you decide to do,” the lady says, taking the ring back and sticking it in a little velvet box the same light blue color as the stone. “Whatever the plan is, she’s going to love it.”

Want to know what happens next in Nick and Holly’s world?

You can find out here!





ACKNOWLEDGMENTS





Let me start off by saying a huge thank you to everyone that made Dipped In Holly such a success. I never imagined when I started the story of these two that everyone would take to them so much. You guys loved them! And it made me want to carry on the holiday tradition. So Nick and Holly will be getting little novellas throughout the year, giving us a peek inside their life each time.

Thank you to all of my friends that pushed me to write their Christmas story even though it was just a passion project. Thank you to everyone that read it and left a review or made an edit. Thank you for taking the time out of your day to do that for me. It really means a lot.

Thank you to Sandra at One Love Editing for always taking on every project I throw at you.

Thank you to Tori at Cruel Ink Editing for taking my proofread on last minute, and for making the formatting of this book shine.

Thank you to Cassie at Opulent Designs for once again knocking it way out of the fucking park with the cover. Seriously, what did I do to deserve you as a friend?





ABOUT THE AUTHOR





Dana Isaly is a writer of dark romance, fantasy romance, and has also been known to dabble in poetry (it was a phase in college, leave her alone).

She was born in the midwest and has been all over but now resides (begrudgingly) in Alabama. She is a lover of books, coffee, and rainy days. Dana is probably the only person in the writing community that is actually a morning person.

She swears too much, is way too comfortable on her TikTok (@authordanaisaly and @auth.danaisaly), and believes that love is love is love.

You can find her on Instagram (@danaisalyauthorpage) or on Facebook with the same name, but she won’t lie, Facebook is not her forte.

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