“Donny!” a woman yelled, her eyes as wide as tortillas as she threw her arms around his broad shoulders, releasing him a moment later. “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?”

He shrugged as a broad grin spread across his face. “I missed Christmas Cove and just hopped on a plane.”

She patted his shoulder. “Well, I’m glad you did. Come on in!” She stepped back to let them in. “Here. Let me take your coats.”

“Thanks, but I’ll get them,” Declan said, taking his coat off and hanging it up. Raquel had already slipped out of hers and her took it from her, hanging it up, too.

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