She smiled as the limo pulled to a stop in the town’s square.

Declan placed his hand on hers. “Please. Allow me.” Then he got out of the limo and headed around the car to her side, waving off the driver. He opened the door and gave her his hand. “Shall we?”

When she took his hand, electricity ran through him, something that had never happened before. And from the look on her face, Raquel felt it, too. He nodded to the driver as he tucked her hand in his arm. “We’ll be right back.”

“Yes, sir,” the driver said, smiling. “I’ll be here.”

Declan led her into Mrs. Claus’s...