All I Want For Christmas Is You

By Angela Fattig

Christmas is a lonely time for Kelly Lane. In her thirty’s and single, she has given up the dream she’d always had.
Mac Brentwell is only going through the motions. Living the high profile life people believe lawyers have, he’s a playboy, a different woman on his arm every night. What people don’t know is that most nights he goes home alone.  And he’s lonely, dreaming of the day he might get that Christmas wish he had so long ago.
Kelly is the shy one, the wallflower. In high school, she fell in love with her best friend Mac Brentwell. However, she was always too shy to tell him. While standing under the mistletoe at a Christmas themed prom, Mac kissed her. She thought he had felt what she felt, but she was wrong. An hour later, she walked in on him and someone else.
Mac will never forget that dreadful night. The night all his dreams came crashing down. Kelly had walked in on him and someone else. Except it wasn’t what she thought. He was consoling the girl, not making out with her. Nonetheless, Kelly ran and refused to let him explain.
Now Mac lies to Kelly just to have one last chance at winning her heart. Will the lie tear them apart, or will Kelly give them what they always wanted for Christmas?
Themselves…

• Language: English
• Publisher: Misfit Toy Publishing
• Release date: Feb 9, 2015
• ISBN: 9781507083222

Angela Fattig

Angela Fattig spent most of her childhood reading any book she could find. That's when her passion of writing was born. When she was 10, she started writing short stories and poems and kept quite a collection. In 1998, she met Paul and they have shared a life together for 15 years. In 1999, she introduced the world to her first born, Brandi, and again in 2000, Sarah. Today, when she is not doing what she loves, writing, she spends time with her beautiful family and the addition of two dogs named Izzy and Herly. Angela's inspirations have always been Stephen King, E L James, and Poe.

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Dedication

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Christmas is here, which means so is my birthday, December 18th. Since I was a child, I’ve loved Christmas, and not just because I got double presents.

Christmas means magic, hope, love, and a chance to believe. At least that’s what it always meant to me. Growing up, we rarely had much, but I could dream. No one could ever take that from me.

This story is to remind everyone that no matter what is going on in your life or what you believe, there is one time of year where anything can happen. You just have to be willing to open yourself to the possibilities.

Life is full of taking chances and yes, sometimes you get hurt. Nevertheless, that doesn’t mean you should give up. Maybe I’m a dreamer, someone who spends too much time with their head in the clouds. You know what? I don’t give a damn what they say. I am me. This is how I’ve always been and I will not change for anyone!

To quote John Legend, This is all of me, loving all of you.

Enjoy!

~Angela

Playlist

I don’t dance: Lee Brice

All of me: John Legend

Forever Love: Reba McEntire

I won’t let go: Show Patrol

Let’s make love: Tim McGraw & Faith Hill

Try: Pink

If you’re gone: Matchbox Twenty

Time after time: Cyndi Lauper

After All: Cyndi Lauper

Addicted: Saving Abel

Just when I needed you most: Randy VanWarmer

Stay: Rihanna & Mikky Ekko

I hope you find it: Cher

Let it hurt: Rascal Flatts

I won’t let go: Rascal Flatts

Santa Baby: Eartha Kitt

All I Want For Christmas Is You: Mariah Carey

Mistletoe: Justin Bieber

Adore You: Miley Cyrus

The climb: Miley Cyrus

Real and true: Miley Cyrus & Mr. Hudson

When I look at you: Miley Cyrus

Introduction

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If you don’t have a date for prom, would you like to go with me, Mac asked Kelly over the phone.

Kelly twisted the phone cord between her fingers. Her heart pounding and her breathing labored, she couldn’t believe her luck. For a long time she had been in love with Mac. Hell, who wouldn’t be? This was fucking Mac Brentwell we we’re talking about.  Tall, maybe six-five, dark brown hair, melt me brown eyes, built, as he worked out every day, and let’s not forget that killer dimpled smile. Yes, he was delicious, every girl’s wet dream.

However, Kelly wasn’t stupid. She knew that Mac was a playboy, and so did he. He could have any girl he wanted, so why was he asking her?

Earth to Kelly, Mac chuckled. Are you going to answer me?

Ya, sorry, she said. I’m just confused.

He sighed through the phone. What’s there to be confused about, he asked.

Kelly worried her lip. She needed to say this in a way where Mac wouldn’t catch on to her feelings. I am so screwed, she thought. She had loved Mac for a long time now. Soon, they would be off at college, and she knew she had at least four more years of trying to hide her ever-growing feelings.

Kelly, sweetheart, Mac breathed through the phone. Kelly gasped. She loved it when he called her sweetheart. To her knowledge, he didn’t call other girls that, just her. I know what’s going on in that pretty head of yours. I’m asking you because I want to. For the last four years, it was you I dreamed of taking to prom, no one else.

Kelly sighed. I just don’t know why, she admitted, barely above a whisper. She didn’t want to get her hopes up... Oh, hell who was she kidding? She’s had her hopes up for years.

You’re my best friend, he explained. "You’re the one I go to when I need