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She smiles at me. “That's all I needed to hear. She’s in the living room.” She points behind her and moves aside so I can enter.
“Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me yet. It’s up to her.” I nod my head and slide past her.
Willow turns and her eyes find mine across the room as I lean against the doorframe. “You’re here. I wasn’t sure if you would come.” Her voice is small and sad. Her eyes dip to the floor so I can’t see them any longer and I hate it.
I want to rush over, pick her up in my arms, and never let her go. Something to cure the glimmer of tears in her eyes. It’s clear she’d been crying and my gut wrenched at the thought of doing anything that would make Willow curry. “Of course, I’m here. I’m sorry Lindsay ruined the tree lighting ceremony. I wasn’t expecting her to show up tonight, or ever, and it caught me off guard, but there is nothing going on with us. I don’t want her. I want you. Only you. You and this little town have made me fall in love with Christmas again. I’m kind of attached to it, and if I’m attached to one thing, I’m attached to them all.”
“Yeah?” She whispers so softly I almost miss it.
I walk over to where she sits and lean down before cupping her flushed cheeks in the palms of my hand and tilting her head up to look at me so she doesn’t miss anything I’m about to say.. “Do you know what that means, my little Christmas elf? I’m kind of attached to you and I want a chance to see where this takes us. I once said I didn’t believe in love at first sight, but now I’m wondering if you should walk by again… because I might just believe it now.”
She snorts. “Charmer, but super lame.”
“Willow, can I ask you a question?” I say in a serious tone.
She gives me a brief nod. “You can ask me whatever you want to.”
I sit down on the couch to her left and pull her in, loving the way her body melts into mine so instantly. “Will you be mine this Christmas? And always? Because I feel like I’ve been looking for you my whole life, and it took a little town named Whiskey Run and a little Christmas cheer to help me find you.”
Every word spoken is true. You don’t realize how dull and lonely your life has become until one burnt out bulb starts shining again. It gives that tangled mess of lights a whole new outlook. I can say much the same about Willow.
I didn’t realize how lackluster my life had become until she came crashing in, shining her own Christmas light. What started out as another crappy holiday turned into something magical, and I can’t wait to see where our journey leads us. I just need her to say yes.
“I think I can definitely handle it.”
“Good, because I have a few mistletoe kisses on credit. I’d like to take advantage of those right now.” Leaning to the side I pull the mistletoe bundle from my back pocket and hold it above us.
“Now, I think we can definitely handle that.” She giggles and I can’t help but lean down and brush my lips against hers. I think this Christmas may just be my very favorite yet.
epilogue
One YearLater
“Come on, hurry up.”He says as he pulls me along.
“Where are we going? I can’t see anything with this blindfold on my face.”
“Soon, my little elf, soon.”
I huff, but I can’t be mad at this man. We’ve had our fair share of ups and downs this past year. It was a lot of learning how to live with each other after both living alone for so long. Oliver ended up moving in to help me pay off the mortgage instead of continuing to rent on his own.
I have to admit it’s nice cuddling up to him on those cold winter nights. I stick my cold little feet in between his legs and he never says a word, just lets me do my thing. It’s also nice having him around in general. He makes me happy, incredibly happy. He’s also really good at playing my body like his own personal instrument.
Phew, that man between the sheets. A blush crawls up my cheeks and I shake my head.
I hear a door open before he pulls me through. “Am I going to get to see anything soon, Ol? I’m starting to feel claustrophobic over here.”
“Five more steps, baby.” He pulls me to a stop, and before he takes the blindfold off, his lips crash against mine. His hands come around my waist and he hoists me up, wrapping my legs around his hips.
He was always hard for me and right now is no exception. I can’t see him, all I can do is listen and feel him. His tongue is warm against mine as he walks us toward our destination. “Wrap your legs tighter around me baby, hold on.” I do as he asks.
I’ve learned to trust this man with my life over the last year. He’s my person. Santa has finally granted my wish of a boyfriend for Christmas. These days, my wish has morphed into a husband for Christmas. I’m not getting any younger.
He sits down on what I’m assuming is a bench and continues kissing me. His large rough hands slide up my thigh underneath my dress and head toward home. I try to push him away. “Oliver… you can’t…”
“Yes, I can. Relax Willow, it’s just you and me here.”
