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I start rifling through the boxes filled with presents until I find the one I’m looking for. When I come back and crawl onto Noel’s lap, it’s like coming home. Complete with another one of those sweet kisses.

I hold the small box wrapped in silver paper with a bright red bow between us. “Open it.”

Noel cocks his head. “This has your sister’s name on it.”

“Ignore that. I’m re-gifting it to you. Pre-gifting? I don’t know what you call it, but it’s yours.”

He hesitates. “What if the only thing I want is for you to maybe consider not moving with Stormy. You said you weren’t that excited about Seattle, and I know it’s fast, but if what you’re feeling is anything even close to what I’m feeling, then—”

I press my fingers against his lips. “Seattle isn’t important to me.”

And God, the way he’s looking at me is saying things it’s too soon to put into words… but I’m feeling just the same.

That lopsided smile is back. “I don’t want to rush you.”

“So you’re going to wait until tomorrow before you ask me to marry you again?” I tease softly.

“I’m going to try.” And there’s nothing teasing about the way he says it. “But even if you want the long engagement, I’m thinking I’ll be able to get my ring on your finger by New Year’s.”

It’s crazy talk, but maybe Noel’s crazy isn’t that far off from my own, because I’m not laughing or rolling my eyes. I’m leaning in for a slow, lingering kiss. “Okay.”

He rubs his nose along mine. “Okay?”

I nod. “Yeah. But for now? I really need you to open this present.”

He grins and carefully unwraps the paper and removes the bow… and lets out another laugh, louder than before. And then he pulls some move that has me wondering just how strong this guy is, because in the next breath, I’m on my back and he’s on top of me, the box of Magnums I’d gotten as a joke— mostly a joke —for Stormy somehow clutched in my hands.

“That’s the second-best Christmas gift I’ve ever gotten.”

“Yeah? What’s the first?”

“You, Mistletoe.”

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