“Love and Lights” is a Christmas story like no other; Rachel is home in New York for the first time in three years at the request of her parents. She left New York after her boyfriend Victor Cantrell a cop in the New York SWAT Team broke up with her on Christmas Eve. She shows up on her parents East Manhattan building only to find that they are gone and her unexpected guest is none other than her ex Victor.
She is furious her parents left her in this position and decides to leave for home, but the small problem is that the airports are closed because New York is in the middle of a blizzard, so she has no other choice but to stay in her parent’s home with the man who broke her heart.
Victor has his own agenda, he was hurt in the line of duty and his career in the SWAT team is over, it took him nearly dying to show him that he was wrong for pushing her away. His love for her never faded in the three years they were apart, but he thought he was protecting her from hurt by breaking her heart. Now with the help of her parents he came upon a plan to win her back. Rachel decides even though she has to stay in the same apartment with Victor she does not have to even speak to him, but hearing him in pain and seeing the extent of his injury causes her to do the only thing she could and that is to help. But theses two have a tendency to get under each other’s skin and soon fire works erupt when Rachel goads him and he answers back in the only way he knows how.
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Mama? Daddy? She called as she walked around the apartment she went to the kitchen to check the message board to see if there were any messages saying they went shopping or something and they would be back later. Their bedroom as immaculate, her mother’s work she thought, but her day always had a shoe or shirt thrown somewhere just to make her mother a little miffed. There was nothing as she walked back through the empty apartment. Rachel was beginning to worry then she heard footsteps and the front door opening. Thank god! She thought and she ran out of the kitchen ready to throw her arms around her parents in a big hug. Her feet came to abrupt stop as she saw who was closing the door to her parent apartment.
“You! She spat the word out like it was a bitter taste in her mouth. Her gaze met with the gray eyes of her ex boyfriend.
“Rachel” he said nodding in her direction but his eyes looked her over from top to bottom, taking in her hair, she let it grow out he thought it was now a little pass her shoulder and the same black waves, now with copper streaks, her skin still glowed and was still the color of caramel. Her tight jeans showed of those generous curves he remembered, and she still didn’t dress for the weather, a small tight t-shirt that had “bitch” written across the front was all she wore under the leather coat. Charlie had warned him as he came in that she was there already, he was hoping he’d be there before her and could get his nerves settled before seeing her, it isn’t everyday a man tries to win back the girl he never stopped loving with the help of her parents.
“Don’t call me that. Don’t you dare!” She exploded at the situation, seeing him, and having all these feeling come up after so long, she thought she was past him, but she was not. It hurt just as much as the day she left New York. “I don’t want you here! I can’t stay here with you.”