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He looked at me intently, then kissed my free hand. I was still holding my cup of mulled wine tightly in the other one.
I opened the bag of treats, taking more nuts. They were covered in powdered sugar, which I got all over my hair. "Oh, damn it. How did that happen?"
"I'll help you clean up. Don't worry."
"We'll never get it out of my hair. There are crumbs everywhere. Oh, I'm truly a mess."
"No, you're not. You're fucking adorable, and I love you."
I sucked in a breath, looking up and blinking rapidly. Had I imagined it? Just because this day had been magic? He couldn't have possibly said that right here in the middle of the Christmas market, when we were inside an igloo.
I swallowed hard, afraid to say anything.
"I love you, Reese."
"Oh my God. I thought I'd imagined that."
He chuckled. "What?"
"You saying it, because today was so, you know, perfect." I glanced down at his cup, peering inside. "You did have a bit of mulled wine."
"I'm not drunk, Reese. I mean it. I love you."
"Are you sure? Because I fell for you a while ago, and I just don't want to get my hopes up too much."
"I wouldn't say it if I wasn’t sure. And if I'd waited until the bedroom to tell you, I could also show you just how much I mean it."
"You chose the perfect time. I will forever remember this place, and time, and day when you told me that."
"Yes, but I can't have you the way I want to."
I grinned at him. "Hold on to that thought, and you can put it into practice as soon as we're done with our stroll."
"You mean we're not done yet?"
"Ha. No, of course not. I was only slowing down for your dad's benefit. Did you know there are six hundred thousand lights here?"
"No,” he replied in a measured tone.
"Oh yeah. And trust me, we haven't seen even half of them."
"Reese!"
"No. We're not negotiating this," I insisted.
He kissed my forehead. "Fine. If it makes you happy, we’ll spend more time here. But we still have to go to your aunt’s for dinner."
I melted against him, putting my free arm around his torso. I turned my head, resting my nose in the crook of his neck as I kissed it lightly, careful not to crush the cup between us.
"What are you doing, Reese?"
“Oops.” I took a step back. "Sorry, it won't happen again. You just smell too delicious. And you know it's my favorite place to kiss."
"Come on, beautiful. Let's finish this stroll," Dom said, taking a step to the side and grabbing my free hand with his, squeezing my fingers tightly. "Have your fill of the Christmas market. Then we'll go home, and I'll have my fill of you before we go to your aunt’s.”
***
My aunt's Thanksgiving dinner was always legendary. Usually, the whole family helped, and I was certain that today it was no different. I felt like a slacker for having been gone the whole day, though I couldn't feel too guilty either because it had been amazing.
