"Merry Christmas Pops," I smile warmly at him before embracing him in a tight hug.
"Merry Christmas Elly!" He responds, his eyes shining brightly. He's dressed smart, wearing a crisp white shirt and black trousers. I can't help but think he's the only family I have left as he squeezes me tightly. His scent is so comforting, instantly taking me back to my fond childhood memories when my father was still alive.
Not my crazy psychotic kidnapping sperm donor. My loving father who may not be biologically related to me but will forever be my father.
"I miss dad so much."
Pops nods at my words, his own smile shrinking at the mention of his son-in-law.
"I miss him too Elly, he was a good man."
I nod in agreement. A warm arm drapes around my shoulders and I find myself being pressed into Jake's firm frame. He places a soft kiss at the top of my head before turning to face Pops -